One Way Love - Poem by Ernestine Northover
I saw him and I sighed with love,
He was tall, dark and divine,
His clothes, they fitted, like a glove,
I felt that he was mine.
His eyes were of the brightest blue,
His lips were mine to kiss,
If I'd been stuck to him like glue,
It would have been utter bliss.
He possessed such lovely dark brown hair,
With highlights sparkling through it,
This man was handsome, I declare
I loved him and I knew it.
But lovers we could not be at all,
Although he was Oh, so yummy,
He had no heart with which to fall,
He was just a shop window dummy!
© Ernestine Northover
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