Lovesick

She loves me, she loves me not
Curse this little flower,
Every petal I remove
The more I fear it's power.

It may be just a game
It may bear no proof,
But I'm in love and desperate,
I need to know the truth.

If only she would tell me
That I was in her heart,
I would not be sat here lovesick,
Pulling this bloom apart.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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De Beaulieu Avatar
April 10, 2018 at 2:34 PM
Hello I like this poem Gary, write her a letter to find out how she feels. Have a nice day my friend.
De Beaulieu Avatar
April 11, 2018 at 3:17 PM
Your welcome.
Smith Avatar
April 10, 2018 at 2:45 PM
Thank you Darlene :)
Sands Avatar
March 31, 2018 at 2:41 PM
Great one Gary. She needs to tell ! :)
Smith Avatar
March 31, 2018 at 2:42 PM
Thank you Heidi :)
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