I Might Have Loved You
by Wilda Morris

You offered me nights
at the Waldorf Astoria,
riches, days at the races,
red roses and rubies,
a mansion with maids.
a cook and a gardener.
You promised to take me
to Paris, London and Rome,
waltz with me in Vienna,
promised me designer dresses
and plastic surgery.

Had you said, You grew up
without a father, but my father
will love you as a daughter,
had you sung me love songs
(even if you sang off-key)
read me the poetry of Wordsworth,
or danced with me as passionately
as Fred Astaire danced with Ginger Rogers,
if you had said, The scar
on your chin is a beauty mark,
I might have believed you loved me.

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