he wandered the brutal desert
of the war-torn middle world
got caught in a pit, a mess
reached out and closed his eyes
he hoped and sang out
praying for his miracle, his muse
who comes to him in her dreams
a dark skinned goddess in jeans
smiles when she saves him
then wakes from her slumber
in a bare-brick apartment
two blocks from Madison Square Park
no names exchangeed but a kiss
shared on stage at a gig in Perth
he knew her lips and sway
wrote her poems and songs
posted lost love letters
on every street in London
all the wrong cities looking
for a girl in tight jeans and hoops
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Ursu Radu
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