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impossible san francisco

by Cassandra Leigh

it was a stroke of
unadulterated
fortune, your easy gait carried you
into my life with
the coming of autumn:
matter-of-factly.

and with two bottles of
wine, an old couch and
many, many words,
we made Tuesday our own:
it was so easy
for you, as for children, answers
interrupt only more
questions.

the world seems a much
smaller place if I look through
your eyes, the day begins
at sundown, we young and
wild are not quite
innocent as crowds
part and cities bow
before our light.

04/29/2012

Author's Note: old (HR)

Posted on 01/14/2013
Copyright © 2021 Cassandra Leigh

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/15/13 at 12:37 AM

Very well expressed Cassandra! Really like how you take something very personal, and make it more worldly at the end. A feeling I've happily known more than once in my lifetime. Thanks for the reminder. :o)

Posted by George Hoerner on 08/01/16 at 06:34 PM

Very well done lady!!

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