A gentle man
whose nose
crossed my path
encircled
by water lilies
and strange trees
not in that garden -
in a park somewhere.
A nice man
whose nose
tumbled in my path
surrounded
by life in general
and odd existences
not in that country
but elsewhere.
A fine man
whose nose
leaped on to my path
intertwined
by pure accident
and guarded quest
never expected
yet appreciated.
A terrific man
whose nose
lingers on my path
knotted
by sheer hope
and just friendship
committed
by joint affiliation.
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