Imagination
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I know someone who never knew me,
I know when she goes to bed,
And when she awakens in the morning,
I know how she stands before a mirror,
How she dresses her hair with a comb,
I see her when she is swimming in a pool,
I listen to her when she is singing on piano,
I know what her favorite dishes are,
I know her favorite colors and designs,
I know where she lives and dwells,
The flowers she likes,
The weather she enjoys,
I know many more things about,
How can I tell you all that?
You will let her know and she will be cross,
If she doesn’t come in the poet’s dreams,
The poet will lose all his worth,
The inspirational wealth,
Let me imagine that beauty alone,
Have a look at her in the poems I write.
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