The love ghost

Brigitte you are
So much wiser than me
To leave this place;
For another dimension
But I am a broken bird;
No wings to fly
No means of ascension
Under the shadow
Of this green fruitless tree
Sometimes I see you
Beckoning to me
Alive with auburn hair
And a lovers knowing smile
At times it seems
Impossible to tell
Your love apart
From just another aberration
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Slammin' Mamma Jamma!!........another stellar write brother.........perhaps it would be wiser to say........another phantasmal beauty has entered this realm of existence.......the poem, I mean........you have such a gift for word-smithing C!!.............magic my friend!!...........smiles.........T xx