By Damien Knight
I’m trying hard but I still dream.
Why? I can’t shake you it seems.
My heart like fire wants you.
Stop me now as I call out “what do I do?”
If we could I’d steal you away.
Anything to make you stay.
Your face haunts everything.
Always the socialite, I the pauper king.
Can’t forget the girl I’ve never met,
Her name in my dreams a regret.
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