She loves me?

 

She loves me she loves me not?
Daisy’s, plucked gently from the ground, 
Pulling petals, one by one… 
Their beauty reminds me so much of the beauty in you. 
Watching each and everyone, as they carry on the breeze, 
Maybe you can see them too? 
Sitting, thinking, playing around… 
In my head is your portrait.
You occupy my heart,
you are embedded in my soul,
You will have a home there forever. 
I feel you so close, 
As if  you are holding my hand, 
But yet you are far, 
Forced apart in circumstance, 
Stood upon the soil of two foreign lands. 
But my true love, you must never lose sight, 
Distance is but a number, 
By which time will succumb and join us.
For then, our true love will be reunited forever,

forever more we will be.
She loves me��   

© munster 2018
no comments or critique sought.
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