If someone is lean you come to my mind.
Anyone bearing your name brings me your frame.
Sometimes any woman reminds me of you when
I detect some features like or unlike yours.
At times, no woman in view brings you to my view.
I can wind up to say that you torment me more
And more though longer and away you are.
My strong memory or your strong image,
My clayey heart or your castle: the cause?
No apathy to see you in every woman.
It is my pity. Show me your empathy.
01.05.2001, Pmdi
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