In Almost-Love

The fell at once in almost-love,
And it was all their dreams, and more;
Like flowers by an April brook,
A book, a smile, a movie score

For he was her, and she was him,
And they were everything in all;
But when you fall in almost-love,
You're soon left only with

The fall

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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