But She Needs To Know
BUT SHE NEEDS TO KNOW
Don't ask her friends of her, if she's okay,
she wants no thing of you but let her be
and do not look at her along your way
she wants you not to love her; nor to see
what anyone can tell and recognize
as being real, and with the heart of you
that shines each time she sees there in your eyes
her very self, so plainly shining through,
and do not let a teardrop start to show
in what's your deepest pain--she looks away,
in hopes that it will die, or it will go
to someone else who has something to say.
And yet she has to glance and has to see
if love has died--or always will it be?
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet
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