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Dear- dearest J, should I spell out your full name?

I will , do look forward to see you again, if the gods and my luck would be kind, I will. But if I would not, you are in my mind for the rest of time. I close my eyes and I see you. I did not know that there was such a mesmerizing beauty, sweet and mature beauty as yours, I am so lucky for I saw, met you, even if I was in an embarrassing situation. It could not be helped. I think of you always, write to you most days. As the days pass the time is closer when I may wait for you again in the little deli on Saturday mornings. I ask you, beg you to stay out of harms way. Do come only if you would not come to any harm. I would be the happiest human being alive. I will wait, they open at 9 a.m. I wish that you were be a parachute jumper instead working in your present environment. I think of you, if you worry about coming, bring your girlfriend with you. How, how to see you again?

Good night dearest J, in my dream,

I have a date with the most beautiful woman in the world, and if you be late I will wait. K.

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Dear J.

I let the world know,                                                                              That meeting you,                                                                                        I met the divine,                                                                                      Oh, yes, I met the divine,                                                                             I was in the presence, in pain,                                                                    In the company of the divine;                                                                  Oh, yes, I would convert to anything you say:                                             A lion, a sparrow,                                                                                        A dolphin, a swallow,                                                                                   Oh, yes, for flying with you just once,                                                        But the surgeon said that it was I,                                                                      Oh, who moved,                                                                                         Turned to see you so divine,                                                                   And unlocked the cage of who I really am,                                               Oh, and of the pain, the pain of looking,                                                 Looking and not finding,                                                                         Not seeing you,                                                                                                     The pain of not seeing you,                                                                     Oh, divine little J,                                                                                     The wonder, magic from Asia,                                                                                I hope you exist, not imagined you,                                                          Oh, beautiful J, under anesthesia.

(Not finding.)

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Dear J, I wish that you are well and happy. You could be happier, couldn’t you? The sun should have spent a little more time over us. I am writing, short pieces, notes I took under your influence. It means that I wont sleep again, so, I will keep my eyes on the doorway and wait for you enter in the rain of flowers, half woman, half apparition, imagine you dancing alone in a garden, or be busy in the kitchen, your hair unraveled, you would be in a hurry. It would be wonderful, wonderful to see you. Dear J, please stay out of harms way. If I find lines in which I am not desperate to meet, talk with you, hold you tell you how I feel, a will send them. I am not sure that there are any. Good night dear J. Have a sweet, happy dream, search for me, find me, I need some of that happiness. With love, Karoly.

July 20 2020.

J, no matter what I do, a wonderful little discovery is waiting for me, somewhere around the corner where I live, on a page of what I read, that takes me back to the few minutes we were close to each other, to the few words we exchanged. I asked you about your name that I found unusual; reading The New Yorker, March 11, 2020, there, all the letters that are missing after your J, those that I do not spell out when I am writing to you, were waving to me, jumping up and down, they were happy to be found, not as happy as I was reading their messages that your name has a Latin origin, in our time meaning: youthful, I could not agree more, when I saw you first coming toward me I thought that I had terrible luck. The most beautiful girl will do things to me, take the blanket off from my body, you were so professional, but dearest J, how could you be so beautiful, I remember your word: “relax your muscle”, I could for a few seconds, you would never guess, if I could have looked at you while you attended to me, regardless of the pain you could have cut off my legs. Encouraged by my lucky find on page fourteen, I looked what I may give you with the origins of my name a Hungarian, Sandor, was born out of Ale-xader, the roots lead to: Help the other men. With the Karoly, I found that it had Old Turkic roots, meant= hawk. God bless his eyes, helped me to escape from a railway station from unknowable fate from those who captured me. Your name indicates will stay young for ever. Mine indicates that I will help others where is a need, and keep flying until I find you. Ciao, with love, Karoly.

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Oh J,
I let the world know,
That meeting you I met the divine,
Oh yes, I met the divine,
I was in the presence, in pain,
In the company of the divine;
Oh yes, I would convert to anything you say:
A lion, a sparrow, 
A dolphin, a swallow,
Oh, yes, for flying with you just once,
But the surgeon said that it was I,
Oh, who moved
Turned to see the divine
And unlocked the cage of who I really am,
Oh, and of the pain, the pain of looking,
Looking and nor finding,
Not seeing you, 
The pain of not seeing you,
Oh, divine little J, 
The wonder, magic from Asia,
I hope you exist, not imagined you,
Oh, beautiful J, under anesthesia.

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2020-07-01

Dearest J, I let all the world know that meeting you I met the divine. I met the divine, O yes, I was in the presence, in pain, In the company of the divine. O yes, I would convert to anything you say, A lion, a dolphin, a sparrow, O yes, For flying with you just once, But the surgeon said that it was I, O, who moved, Turned to see the divine, And unlocked the cage of who I really am, O, and of the pain, the pain of looking, Looking but not finding you, Not seeing you, the pain of not seeing you O, little J, the wonder, magic from Asia, I hope, you exist, not imagined you Divine J, under anesthesia.