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Too Lovely But For A Dream
You are too lovely to be true
I owe my life to you
Or at least an ample portion
Of what I have come to.
Not to say it is great
Or even anywhere close,
But having you in my life
Is what I’m obliged the most.
This is just a silly rhyme
Meant mostly to kill the time
For anytime not spent with you
Is more worthless than anything I can do.
If you will be in my life
It would be the best to me
If you would just be my wife
Or let me serve you alone in humility
Then I would have little
Of which to ask for
I would have much of my life in store
I’d say you’re nothing short of a god
Whom I worship and adore,
But my saying such pathetic things
Just slams another door.
Obsession is not becoming
One cannot wear it like a crown.
It is instead the diadem of wishful stone
That crushes the skull and weighs one down.
You have learned this lesson the hard way
When you were once enamored as well
With another whose praise and beauty
I am sure you would still gladly tell.
It has been a long almost-year now
Since I met you for the first time before,
But you are the type that can’t get enough
And leaves everyone else wanting more.
How can I go another day without seeing you again?
It’s next and near to impossible,
But I’ll be happy until then
If I can dream of you and spend just a moment of my day
In quiescence and in reverie until you
Once more come my way.
I know that when you come again
It will not be the same for you as it is for me,
But I just want your guarantee
That you will let me keep on dreaming
And speak no word of what in my eyes you see.
