Shadow Lover

I watch her from a distance,
Perhaps behind some trees.
No courage in that instance,
No balance in my knees.

I'd never hazard speech,
Nor risk a whispered word.
Lunacy would never reach
A notion so absurd.

My tangled tongue could only pull
A mangled, muttered mess,
And then she'd count me as a fool,
A simpleton or less.

Were I a fancy talker,
I'm sure that she'd be mine,
But here I stand a stalker,
And not her Valentine.

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  • bedovich
    April 27, 2007
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    gwat

    thanks for the entry this poem is lovelyyyyy thanks for entering