{Out of My Genre} My attempt at a Love Poem...

I should not dare to leave my friend,
Because if she should die
While I was gone and I too late,
Should reach the heart that wanted me,

If I should disappoint the eyes
That hunted, hunted so, to see
And could not bear to shut until
She noticed me, -she noticed me,

If I should stab the patient faith
So sure I’d come -so sure I’d come
It listening, listening went to sleep
Reciting my tardy name.

My heart would wish it broke before
Since breaking then, since breaking then,
Is useless as next morning’s sun
To erase a midnight’s tear.

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