Unrequited Love

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I see her from a far

And I love her.

I watch her sleep

And I want to

Nestle near.

Her lips part,

Warm sweet breath.

I gently touch her hand

And she dismisses me

With a flick of her wrist.

I weep in silence.

My eyes follow her,

I try to be near.

The wind blows cold

To keep us apart.

I strive to touch

Her glistening skin.

I cherish my love.

Our worlds

Are so different,

So alien.

Sigh.

There can be

No future

Between a woman

And a fly.

37 thoughts on “Unrequited Love”

  2. Murphy’s Law

    Hahaha! I barely survived choking on my Cheerios! The next time there is a fly on me I will try to imagine he loves me. I’ll let you know how that goes! 🤗

    Love your painting.

    Ginger

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  3. Mark Lanesbury

    Great post dear lady, and I near wet myself when I read the last line 🤣 And here I was thinking we were so close…she slurped up the sweat at every touch and then tried to lay eggs all over me. If that isn’t close I don’t know what is? 🤣

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      1. Mark Lanesbury

        In the heat over here in Oz they are all over the place, always trying to nudge up close to your sweat, especially in the corner of your eyes. That’s why you see the hands waving around our faces trying to get them off…its called the aussie salute 🙂

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