A Foreseen Tragedy
How can I ever convince you in words which
you will clearly understand that I love you
as deeply as any other red-blooded man
possibly could, when you persist in
doubting me the way you do?
Never allowing me or the great store of love
I have within me to ever meaningfully
touch you, as I’d hope it would;
or even get the chance
to have a look in?
Poet's Notes about The Poem
13 May 2001.
Comments about this poem (A Foreseen Tragedy by Stanley Collymore )
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