Of Caroline
Why do I chase the ones who want to be the Taj Mahal:
distant, magnificent, unreachable;
and really the Brighton Pavilion.
Do my eyes see her for what she really is?
The Taj Mahal is not a sexual being,
and Brighton is discrete romance.
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