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Long pulls and strokes
of her hard brush,

smoothed the way
for curls
and throaty incantations.

Her aromas cleave
me at center,

I am tinged at my fringes
by her scents.

These remain
the strongest trigger,
the fastest way back
to a time. So it was
a chance to be sexy,
poetic and smart.

All good things
rolled into one.

A black
tie-dye
event.

A time
for dahlias, pepper silks,
and arced backs,

for running lights
and rubbing curves
the wrong way.

© Chagall, 2013