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I walked to that corner where
music played matcher maker with our footsteps
and you placed a magnolia in my hair.
I walked back there-
where we first locked eyes,
kissed, held hands, and laughed
like high school sweethearts.
I walked there.
Alone.
After I stood in a full length mirror
wearing pride on my chest,
I welcomed a stride of seduction---
drew circles in confidence and hugged my curves.
I even introduced my lips to a new color,
loosened up the curls of my hair,
and laced my hips in a black peplum dress.
I walked there---out of my home of lilac scent
with my guard glued to my bronze skin.
With no chin kissing shoulder,
I paid condolences to this
once upon of time love---
permitting it to rest in peace
forever.
DelegantOne
