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I was refused admission at the gate

Though I was wooed through the back door

To prostrate at her altar

I moved with haste

Chasing the spirit of possibilities

To sacrifice my sane all to her



I worshipped the ground she talked on

The screen her words walked on

Scribed scrolls her essence blessed

Never had space for anyone but God

But she pushed hard for me to add the Ess



I could only add Ex

Like the removal of Christ in Christmas

The spirit reflex was on time like Timex

The words I love you were like a primed jinx elector

Even sworn to secrecy it couldn’t shirk attention



Dreams fuelled hypertensions with propane

I was on the flight to introversion despite excursions that made me rave

Requited love made me feel I was going insane

I tried to avert the course of fate prescribing a different beat to land in

Flying in a haze I praised her affection from my hangar of trust

It was never about lust

But she said she was still single though it was me she loved



I was bugged like a mosquito invasion



3 times bitten fourth time shy

Was it the best kept secret or the worst kept lie

Love was a guilty pleasure once she saw past my customs

Karma’s revenge had me head sprung then B. stung

But I still I loved her



Maybe I was fanaticised by things I fantasised

Maybe she did love me but her declarations were a guise

A practice for her real man to come

I knew she was not the one

And she was not mine





And so I refuse to crash and die for her

Fate hasn’t secured me as another Diana

She will just live on in my black box

As eternal records archived never to dust off

Or replayed like recordings on my sky plus box



For our love was nothing more than a placebo

Our eyes were breakable or changeable window

But that’s how things go

Maybe one day love will find us both

Who knows