Lisa’s Lament

I wish I could turn you off
like my bedroom light;
I wish I could reason myself
out of this plight.
I wish I could but like you
for liking can easily
wilt or wither away…
Your faults are laid out by my friends
who’ve tried shaking off the spell.
The faults I myself linger on
have not helped to usher in dawn
for I recall you all the more,
your actions,  gestures, face,
your mannerisms, your ebb and flow
assuming a still sharper glow.
I wish I’d savor some other’s voice,
and that being in love were my choice.

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