Trip wire side step one foot on land
the other wading in a tide rising
and when you pass between
my sense of reality and fantasy
it’s an old time black and white
romantic comedy in slow motion
me classic widow in black garb
you handsome con-man hat in hand
intentional filter to soften imperfections
but a kiss and a sigh remain timeless
captured and secure for the voyeur
when a delicate fog blankets the sea
the ambiance transports us
to a wonderland of illusions
– peaceful reverie
images of you shift from lover to villain
and I reluctantly become a damsel in distress

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