AN ODE TO GENA BUZA

from n anonymous respondent,
counts himself as decades old penny wise
pound foolish TIME MAGAZINE reader - gets a rise
   whose own emotional travails evoke empathy
   with another bound by barriers
well he doth consider a worthy prize.
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i became transfixed n enamored at your beauty
   the wheelchair vanished to bequeath a duty
   commends you - from this papa whose sentiments
   take wing and fly toward poetics somewhat fruity
...a tenderness prodded me - a blowfish who swims
   in cyber seas - without giving a hooty
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this dada of deux darling latte teen sipping daughters
   can seemingly make a buffoon of himself
cyber surfing muddy waters brackish n vile
to bring a smile
to a complete stranger
   (whose captioned picture with online archive file
posted in JUNE 20TH 2014
   ISSUE TIME 
   MAGAZINE LIGHTBOX ,
these eyes saw an agile
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beautiful nymph - preparing for high school prom
   as your mom
   brushed debris from your wheeled golden chariot
   to prepare queenly debut with aplomb
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keen that no handicap
can undermine maternal love - in whose lap
u suckled, nestled, molly coddled b4 booby trap
left thee paralyzed - yet the will to live fate did not zap.