My heart calls out to thee
Thou hold it ever captive
In thy tender and loving embrace

We were forever meant to be
I wonder lovingly as I
Imagine, swiftly, thy adoring face

But alas, it remains she
Who holds thy bit with
Genteel courtliness and unimaginable grace

Her infatuation is meek
Compared to the love I hold dearly
Deep in my heart, the very center of that place

"Under love's heavy burden do I sink!"
Such words do mock me
And my undisguised disgrace

Oh! woe is me
That I may never again
Gaze admiringly upon thy countenance

For it is thee and thee alone
That know, truely, my intentions

                                - SEF