Claire Claire Poems

Midnight's come
And all are asleep
'Tis the time of night
My thoughts go deep.
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Alone together with one's shadow
A signature of loneliness
Accompanied by no other
But this figure of darkness.
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He beguiles me and nullify my fears,
He never severs, it's me he sheerly endears.
A chaste man, a man of debonaire,
He bears my fickle mind, such a lover extraordinaire!
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