Your blue eyes dance across the page
Causing mine to linger
To remember
– The dance
A chance meeting in 1928
You were a gentleman
An officer at best
With one last night
– Unencumbered
To the four corners of the earth
Never to return to these four walls
Instead gone abroad
Back to the old country
– While I remain
The seed you left grows
– Unencumbered
To the four corners of the earth
– Though you may never return
She has your eyes.
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