Monday, 1 August 2011

secrets of a nutter

I loved thee though you had never spoken a word. Such love I'm told is mistaken and completely absurd.
I adored thee though I did not know your conduct. I could not help myself, had not had such love instruct
I watched you though I was taught it is rude. My eyes would not flicker though it sat a nervous mood.
I longed to speak and be noticed by you. You, more brilliant than any creature, any man I ever knew.
But so the year ended and your presence was no more. I shall never forget the moment I saw you walk out that door.
And so it came to be that my secret longings where through. But do not despair my love, I will not rest until I find you.

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