It still hurts every time I see you around,
I'm surprised you can't hear my heartbeat compound,
Won't you please give me one little sliver of hope,
For me to grasp onto without feeling a dope,
I'm sure I wreak of desperation but it can't be suppressed,
If only I had a love potion for you to ingest,
Then just maybe we could once again be a happy duo,
Living on a high unattainable for other couples to know,
But alas this is the reality I have created,
And in this version I'm the one most hated,
By you the apple of my eye, my queen of queens,
So I'll have to settle for fantasy behind the scenes.
Farls Tokley
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Lovelorn Lad
PoetryWARNING: A few of these poems are not suited for children. The following is a collection of poems that are a fair representation of feelings I had and have for a special person or two. As well as a few scattered memories of one night interludes.
