You can write a poem
To him each night
Formulate a daydream
For him each window you gaze out
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You can immortalise him
In a painting of words and
A chorus of laments
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You can gaze at him
Like a constellation of stars
Mark out his flaws
Like charting a map
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You can, of course, love him
But that doesn’t mean you can have him
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(When have you ever held the things you love?)
About the Creator
Poppy
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