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Enchanted Moment

There's nothing more delicious

than a stage whisper shared

between impossible situations

and tea-sipping reality


Given: the difference in age

the ability to see through smoke screens

of cover-ups, the pretense of both

that they don't understand

and despite all, the power of broadcast

between true male and true female

through thick haze, behind turned backs

across crowded rooms. Enchanting


The bodies turn, the eyes meet

for a briefest fraction, acknowledge,

then pass on by with a smile

(sunlight through the haze, bright, dustmoting

into a tube of light)


'What happened?' she stagewhispers,

'Nothing', he replies, 'but thank you so much

for asking'


She giggles, he grins,


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