Is it okay for me
To love you, I said
No, she said, straight away
Without even thinking or flinching
It isn't now, nor ever shall be
Okay for you to love anyone
Let alone me
What gives you the right
To even be rejected?
You who are so low
And beneath my gaze
Be gone and
Get away away
Stay the hell
Away away
From me you low born beast
And my future, hopes and dreams
Stay away you scoundrel, you hopeless fool
What gives you the right
To love me anyways?
She said all that
And then she laughed
Her laugh was musical
Beautiful
Cruel
A cure to what ailed me
In the end
By Daniel Smallegange, copyright 2025, all rights reserved.
Pic of the author, circa 2020 approx, Ontario, Canada.
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