Posted in Prose, Relationships

The Very Last Steps

I had admired her

from afar,

so gentle and demure


I gathered my courage,

and my best presentation, made

Boldly advancing, neither threatening,

nor cowering,

the epitome of elegance…


My life, my love

such an elegant congress

of two ideals,

The very last steps, towards her

I made,

measured and true,

failing only in the placement,

of a banana peel, yellow…..



Just an American lost in Denmark. The past few weeks being back in the good old USA. It is like Aliens have taken over my mind, changing it from what I knew to what I know. It might be the heat, or it might be the influence of hearing English 24 hours a day, but whatever the cause, it is only temporary while dealing with this time and space.

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