Friday 3 May 2013

Not mine, but yet...

I can not say you are mine
We are continents apart
Our link is thin, a tenuous line
Cruelly unreal at heart.

I dare not say you are mine
Though close to my heart you stay
In crowded cities, quiet corridors
Sudden glimpses through the day –

I dare not say you are mine
Yet every morning I wait
Check my mail a hundred times
So I don’t reply late.

I dare not say you are mine
You’re not really real, are you?
A figment of all my longings, wishes
That I have built in you anew.

I dare not say you are mine
Good that we never may meet
You will always stay this way
Just as I wish you, my sweet!

My image, my story, my beautiful poem
My warm and gentle sunshine
Since you do not exist beyond my thoughts

Are you not already mine?

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