Now it is the last time
for me to ask you if you love me —
a time I say is the last one
and then you simply make fun
and my only wish is to flee.

And then you blush
and ask me if I love you —
I’m thinking this is a game
and commitment I should feign.
But I gush, “My love for you is true.”

*rhyme scheme from the poem
On the Hill-Side by Radclyffe Hall
at Poem-A-Day, 8/25/2019

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