Alone

Your dream to sail,

to travel by rail,

to rush with the gale,

will be of no fail.

Her dreams with you

to fly off the wind,

to walk in the tracks,

to swim with the sharks,

will be kept in a box.

She will let you explore

and leave her forlorn.

She will wait patiently;

yearning for you is an antipathy.

You came back adorned

with a lovely lady.

— Jc Joyce

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