Friday, March 23, 2012

Love Unrequited

fuzzy tender affections drown and drifted,
his stature, and chiseled old oak brawn,
worn with that boyish grin he lifted
to give his politest rejection,this time;I'm torn.

when the sun had set and the dew was gone,
i sighed for thee like a unloved guest.
until the realization on me did dawn,
that 'tis not in me that thee would rest.

he knows well who does love him darling.
i wish the cold cold earth would shake him,
through the rafter's shadow i hear a calling,
but its decreed that i shall never find him.

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