After I posted this Haiku: Remembering Crushing, the woman who inspired it noted that I cut off her face. (I did it to protect her identity). She jokingly commented: “Umm, do you realize you chopped off my head in the picture you posted? lol! Guess it wasn’t my face you were gazing at!”
That, in turn, inspired this poem … and the full photo:
She’d thought it was her/
nearly perfect body he’d/
crushed on. It wasn’t.
Cyrano Writer: Musings of a Revolutionary Romantic Poet 
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