Love for an Inanimate Object

Such sweet nothings to some something,

without an ear to hear or share.

Harbor feelings of great affection,

of that some something I’ve grown to care.

Dare not enter thoughts of nothing of something,

to live without I cannot bear.

Shall it be love?

Can something be loved as someone can love?

Blessed it be so for life’s become fare,

that I should love some something,

to have something so rare.


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