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Never In Love
I was never in love with you
Just caught in that fine gossamer
That you cast to capture and seize
So many of us, bathing in your charisma
Minds on vacation
I've watched you spinning pheromone silk
Unseen, enveloping
There's no tug of war
Like flies waiting for the death rattle
Sleeping, you reel us in.
My eyes opened before the meal
And on leaving shed a tear
For what might have been
Had I been the only one
Had you been the only one.
by Carol
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