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Strawberries

Another of my older sonnets, during the "unrequited love" period. Since I began dating the woman who has since become my wife, my sonnets have been written to her, and are therefore in a much more joyful mood. I still like works such as these, and I happily pass it on. Enjoy!

I never miss her when I hear her name,
Or when I see her walking 'round our work,
Or when I hear her laugh — 'tis all the same,

I hardly even notice anymore —
I only feel it slightly when she smiles.
The dreams have even stopped, they've grown so bored

Of her — it really only took a while.
So now have I discovered I am free.
Yes, seeing her no longer is a trial.

But then the scent of strawberries touches me,
As though it rose from off her hair to sip
The air around, and brings the memories

All back. So all security then slips.
It tastes like powdered sugar on my lips.

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