I waited a year just to be sure
That she was different
But now that I feel secure
Love to her is af- and not efferent
Instincts had made me bide my time
And I did- but only out of formality
If I hadn't, my love, I'd have mimed
Only for broken-heartedness to become reality
I cannot but be amazed
At how quickly I'd trusted;
In my heart love blazed
And my whole life I almost entrusted
She once left for five days
And it felt like years:
Into my heart of hearts she'd hewn ways
And we were no longer just peers
For I'd taken her to be the star
The star of my redeemed life
Can't say whether she incised the old scar
By merely practising on her 'fife'
Maybe I should have known
That this would happen sooner or later:
Not long ago she begun to disown
But by then love had become tougher than dura mater!
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