He said he loved her
She gave a smile, weak
He said he was true
To trust him, she was keen
He said she's home now
She heaved a sigh, weary
He said she had to let go
And let her emotions flow.
He said he was different
A different lover! She would see!
She flashed her dimpled smile
Her way to show she disagreed.
After all you are a man
A man who's young and free.
A man who's had his past
A bright future too, it will be.
He sensed her wee disbelief
And she saw his growing grief
Wiping a tear off his eyes
Offered him warmth from her, deep
Walking out a door, once more
She pinned a note, from her core
She kept her poetry brief
Writing "Even poems evade me...
A lover true, you are indeed
And eventually fate will lead
You to a maiden, pretty
Alone, awaiting your company
With her you'll find your nest
With her you'll forget me
For that, I'll have to leave
Because we will never be".
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