Essence of an unrequited love
by Galaburda Cyril
Thank you for your being
That is only one
Merit for the seeing
As a cause to run
From my proper struggle
Leading to defeat.
Let me hide in snuggle,
Fight, please, in my kit.
I can only love you,
Hate myself for all
Who I lost in cull view
Running after call.
Vainly you are waited
To return my feel.
Being spurn or sated
Both already kill
For you aren’t the finest
From unhappy maids,
From the maids that highness
Feel to me the said.
13/11/2010
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