Existing in a feigned bliss
A dear one I kissed
After a fourth and final departure.
Persisting in my want
I cannot forgo this clinging woe!
For it contains memories
of your talk and walk.
The statue and stature
Subdues and raptures me
To heights I've never known.
A power that he is unaware
He holds controls
And seduces me
But I gleefully bask
In what torments me.
Love's immense capability
Hinders my abilities
Until I am stiff
And lamenting of
unrequited servitude.
Peniamina, ten past twenty
And as unattainable
As a simpleton
Seeking a fortune.
Peniamina, one I once had
And I remain
The one you own
Without admission
From your tongue.
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