My Dear - Poem by Natalie Castro
Oh, how you taunt me so,
With your fixed glare and deep frown
When I try to part my lips to speak to you
I want you so badly
To hear you whisper my name
And tell me you love me so, my dear
But I know you’ll never do that
So I raise my fist to strike you down
To find that I cannot do so.
Why can’t I?
My dear, you are loved too much to be beat once more.
I see your face and think only of how much I love you, my dear
You’re the one that keeps shadows away from my heart like a lantern.
Though you’re a lantern that doesn’t let me hold you.
What good is a lantern when it doesn’t kindle my flame?
My dear, I love you so much.
Though you’ll never feel the same.
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