In a world of beautiful women

In a world of beautiful women

We were both sitting In a little non-descript bar Where the loneliness Hung heavily in the air Like cigarette smoke. In nearly drunken conversation, You said you were Sadly obsessed By girl named Erica Who turned into A mythical dream and disappeared Like Daphne into a laurel tree. And I felt Like we were brothers In a world of beautiful women Who flies away Like untamed exotic birds Which men…

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