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were promises
remembered
a hole in paradise –
fairytales rewritten
by the night
destiny untangled
by the memory of hands
kisses wore the route
of evermore
were consequence
a story –
meant to end some other way
as margins left
unblemished by regret
heroines and heroes
each remained as one
pressed into the telling
of desire
were wishes kept
unspoken
by a star
refused to fall
tornadoday 
“fairytales rewritten by the night”
Ah, but aren’t they all, darlin’ girl. The faire people come only in the shadows of the moon and dance o’er the water, ‘neath the light of the stars.
~always~
Himself
Indeed they do, dear Paul. 😉 ~ Love ever, Her
A star’s embrace is almost timless so nothing of love escapes his grasp when secure. You bring to life such pictures in one’s mind. with the magic of your words. So very real and embracing…a verly lovely poem!
And always, your comments speak to the deepest part of my soul. Thank you, dear Wendell. ~ Love, Bobbie
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