water making things rust
it's safe to say
I've never been
viewed
with a combination of admiration
and lust
A Harvest Moon
she's beginning to rise
and
I've never managed
to catch her eye
it's safe to say
as day piles upon day
I've never been looked at
in that way
No, I'm not bitter
not even a touch mad
perhaps a bit heartsick
a little bit sad
I have no doubts
that I'm missing out
on something
I should have had
I've no element of danger
no reason for mistrust
wings of light in mid-flight
responsibility or bust
I'm going to fall from on high
do it or die
hate me if you must
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