For My Dearest Name Sake

(... AKA HELENA HON)

The lady was sexy
She was stunning
There was my namesake
Standing tall, looking cool

I was, yes, shocked
I was even a bit tongue-tied
But Ms Helena Hon
Reached out to me with her smile

I smiled back, thoughts slightly askew
Was this my namesake?
The lady whom I had written to
And the lady who wrote back to me too?

I needed time, but the minutes were flying
I looked at her and tried to focus anew
But my namesake didn't know
The other Helena was watching her so.
~Helena Fernz~

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