Missed
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Palm tree fingers waving good bye frantically at the sky,
their lover's lips steal silently away on a cloud, to be
kissed by many others and only missed by their first-time
love.
Stuck in the dirt by their roots, like many marriages are
stuck in a rut.
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