Imagined Love - Poem by GREENWOLFE 1962
You can find imagined love
Right there between the lines.
It's surely there, the love we see,
The one our heart designs.
It still emerges vaguely,
Until you give it life.
It's only then, when flourishing,
It causes pain and strife.
You never can return it.
Nor can it be replaced.
It seems to disappear at once,
With both blind souls disgraced.
I do not choose to give you
Another soul's torment.
So I'll just ask you kindly dear,
Don't change the words I meant.
They are not written vaguely.
Nor can I thus conceive,
Of how you can imagine them;
The things, you now believe.
So, just remember truly,
Though it's the one you see;
Don't focus on imagined love,
The only love from me.
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