Poem 14: Object of my affection

Hours have passed since I saw you
I miss you so, I adore you
I dream of the day i may have you
I’ve tokens to prove that I love you
I cannot know if you see me
Or imagine how it is to be me
Unworthy as I am to want you
Unlikely the fate that would grant you…
Until that happy hour I dwell
Under infatuation’s spell

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