Friday, May 6, 2011

Song of Wasted Longing

I never was
What she
Needed,
Wanted,
Idealized, or
Loved.
And yet,
She cared for me
As a flower does
Its petals
And stem.
Never realizing the
Difference between
Care and
Love,
I loved her
As a drone
Loves a Queen--
But was availed
Nothing
When she met
A King.

C.R.E.

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