You’ve left me wondering:
is love worth having
if it isn’t in some way impossible?
You in your gilded birdcage,
me in my scolded doghouse
and neither of us possessed
of the superpower of flight.
But, in spite of the overwhelming odds,
and all the opinions ranged against us,
I still catch myself in the act,
behaving as if this town were Hollywood.
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