Sunday word hunter: poetry and nonsense,  To beloved ones

Dazzled by the dream of life

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Photo by Anete Lusina on

Around they say:

Get a man,

Get a sir,

Get a night of one sky.

I myself ain’t light,

Neither star nor moon.

Mostly a moth,

Dazzled by the dream of life.

Unbeloved to anyone.

Still my own house.

Composing a song I’ll sing alone.

I can’t help it.

I can’t get charmed by promises of relieved pain.

My word is mine and mine alone.

Are you coming to rescue me?

Forget it.

I saved myself to become beloved to no one.

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