Gilbert Blythe to Anne Shirley by saiyanprincesscat, literature
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Gilbert Blythe to Anne Shirley
Gilbert Blythe to Anne Shirley
Youre off again in Neverland
searching secretly for your Peter Pan,
glancing through Hooks looking glass
when suddenly wind pushes the mast,
and Wendys voice of reason whispers,
You wont find him here.
Am I the death of childish dreams?
Do my dark eyes evoke screams
that carry into the vast night
with the Highwaymans fatal flight?
Where says the Lady of Shalott,
You wont find him in Camelot.
Nothing has to change now, Anne,
but your answer to this rejected man.
For I dont want literature with merits
all I want is you, Carrots