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' Hangover '

There were two young men with hangover

in a Greenwich Cafe of New York City

at the very heart of the Village, the artists' haven

They looked moodily as if caught by a storm

mysterious one, with dancing ghostly demons

Their faces expressed tints of deep-seated sorrow

' I know it quite good you cry deep within yourself

unable to solve your problem, Romeo alike

I also know she was your muse, a goddess of love

and it makes me feeling so much sorrowful for you

I really share your suffering, my dear friend '

said one of them to another one, visibly shaken

His friend looked up with dampened eyes

' She was my only beauty, my love greater than life

with so many brilliantly sparkling tints

on the heavenly canvas filled with stars

She was my beloved angel looking after me

my sweet protector, my sense of life, my only love

She was a swan with wings spread wide

with nothing to hide and everything to show

a swan on the canvas of the sky above

reflected in the waters of a quiet lake

one performing a shining serenade of love

with a carousel of many hues and shades

She was my everlasting support, my arm

a gentle pillar and though all powerful one

like all the pillars of the Acropolis of Athens

supposed to stay eternally, withstanding time

as part of me, she, my heavenly angel of love

Yet she's gone, no chance to have her back '

' Don't cry, my dear friend ', the other man said

' I'm your pillar now, your best and caring friend

for as long as you need it, my dearest friend '

He took him in his very arms and held him so

for long minutes, stroking him gently on his arm

while strangers in the cafe looked curiously at them

' Hangover ' by Thaddeus Hutyra

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