Good old F. Scott
has a story
of a woman on a terrace
seen from afar, she kindles all desire
but at close range, illusion flees
and so does he.
I can't help wondering
how Zelda would have dealt with
that same scene
perhaps the woman would glimpse
Prince Charming in the distance
close at hand, his golden hair
is fast becoming sparse.
His snowwhite steed's a nag.
Perhaps he drinks a bit too much
and laughs at his own jokes.
Even so, she might not be afraid
of seeing things up close
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