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After her shower

she writes a poem

in the condensation on the mirror,

then watches it evaporate.

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It was all about the fragrance –

the coconut

in her shampoo,

the rose water on her face.

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She remembers what he liked –

Emeraude and Chantilly Lace

while he wore English Leather

which drove her over the edge.

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They’d dance past the chaperones

and steal away to his car,

Lou Christie on the radio

and lightning striking twice

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and later in her room alone,

his scent still in her hair

the poems would magically write themselves

in the silk dust on the mirror.

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©  2020  Betty Hayes Albright 

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1957

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When I was ten

all the rides

at Disneyland

could not compare

with that first sight,

that maiden rush

across the sand,

my first kiss

of the sea.

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©  2012, 2017  Betty Hayes Albright

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(a re-post from 2012)

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(from 1981)

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Your smile stakes a claim

on my past.

I laugh and talk small

as if the tunnels

through our hearts

had never been connected,

as if I had no claim to stake

on any part of you.

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© 1981, 2014 Betty Hayes Albright

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1957, trip to California

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When I was ten,

all the rides

at Disneyland

could not compare

with that first sight,

that maiden rush

across the sand –

that first kiss

of the sea.

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©  2012, 2017  Betty Hayes Albright 

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