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A little light stalking
like a sneaky cigarette
out by the barn
or the odd piece of chocolate
on a good diet day
like my kitten watching a beetle
just moving her head

There he stands
not a dead Duchess but alive
my Duke of Venice
who once wrote that he had found a motto
in a sweet paper
it said in Italian
what is life without the joy of love

He sits
in a good suit
of course its a good suit
with that mouth
that quick
ready to laugh mouth
and a few photographs
of a holiday
in the public domain

and the beautiful quizzical eyes
mark my soul
and it wasn't just facebook
there was a social site
where he was listed
a friends joke surely
or an enemy's spite
dear God is he divorced ?

but I can't sign up and chat
because
I'm married now
and can't tell him all there is to tell
that is what we did and so few do
we wove a tapestry of delight
cats cradles of words

And it is possible that I failed as Penelope
didn't wait long enough
wouldn't that be a bitch