Feb. 22, 1973
Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
Next to Last Love Poem
I never really wanted love before...
I knew I could never have it
Now as I cry in bed
Thinking about you
I realize you probably don't love me
But I really needed love
This time
I was talking to a friend about you
And I called you my girlfriend
But I was just kidding
Because we throw words like wastepaper
And I thought I couldn't face rejection
And I dreamed you loved me
I was terribly happy...
But isn't it a pity life is real
And dreams throw ashes at our selves.
I need your love
I wish you could find it
Let me have it please
Or may we kiss goodbye
Forever
copyright 1999-2004 by Michael F. Nyiri
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