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Love Interrupted

i remember the

night you pulled

away from a

kiss.

on the dock,

A Katydid chorus

The star ballet

Floating candles in the water.

The perfect moment

The perfect scene

The kiss, and

mid-way through

you retreated.

What now?

Our once firmly punctuated love

Is just a sentence fragment.

A dangling participle.

A misplaced modifier.

Should I be

asked to diagram this

love,…

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