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The Woman In Red
he Woman in red sits in front of me.
How could I have missed her?
Is not her company
Worth a thousan
d girls
And a million pearls?

Now the rest are gone.
There are no others, nor shall there be.
I need no other.
She is unique.

For she is the sun, the moon and the stars.
She spans the darkness of my life like a bridge of hope in Hades.
She is grace and fortitude, she is vulnerable and feminine.
She can do no wrong.
When the last glass is drained,the last tear fallen and the last moment gone,
she is still with me and in me, now and for always.
She is eternal, she is destiny, a Goddess.
She is the Woman in red who sits in front of me.

By Robert L Thompsett