You play me like a guitar
Creating an inharmonic sound
The cadence is so bizarre
I don’t want you to be around
I miss you when you are gone
But when you finally show up
You make me feel withdrawn
A feeling I resist and abhor
You kept me far and distant
Avoiding the places I go
Your suggestions are fluent
You leave me in sorrow
With these in mind I would go
Leave you with the fantasies
That you came only to conquer
And I unselfishly shared
When you are unquestionably keen
Then you can call my name
The name is Caroline
But nothing will ever be the same
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The way many relationships go. Hope it's not personal poem.