A romantic I Suppose

by Anya   Jan 29, 2021

I never cared for summer days
Nor winter snow and sleet
But I have come to bless each day
That we should come to meet

The itchy grass and pollen grains
Were pests throughout my years
But when I see each blade and bloom
The sight of you appears

And I have never loved the sea
With all it’s salt and sand
But if you asked me I would sail
Away with you from land

Not once have I ever gone to pray
Nor been to church or shrine
Though every time I see your face
I think of it divine

But cruel it is to know that I
Could never love you true
Such is the fate of loveless hearts
The thought of you will do


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