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Love, the Sorcerer

by Ronald A Pavellas

Alone at dinner
Thinking of my true love
Imagining her across from me
In the empty chair

Mohamed from Morocco
Attends to me
In this Italian Restaurant
In Orlando Florida

Sautéed Calamari
Wild greens salad with goat cheese
White wine
A book
My writing tablet
These are my companions

And the ghostly presence of E-
My true love
My light
The source of my joy
Asleep so far away

Yet held by a part of me
That renders her real, here, now --

''Love, the Sorcerer''

03/12/1998

Posted on 12/04/2001
Copyright © 2024 Ronald A Pavellas

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