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Poem: Names


The riddle is this: a boy and his miss,
(a wave and a flutter) a wink and a kiss.
So far from each other, yet no reason to miss –
one close to another, in mind and in heart,
no chance for the others to pull them apart.
He’s charming as ever, eyes delightfully brown,
she’s pretty and perfect, the most gorgeous in town.
There’s but one thing you say when you see them around:
with sparks that bright there will soon be a flame.
Yet all I want to know are the wild secret names
of that girl and her lover, for one single aim.
Since this triangular life isn’t always as fair,
what I want is to see if they could ever compare
to the sweetest of names I would call him myself.
If I was to choose, she’d love somebody else.


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