|Home: Poetry: Matthew J. Dunham: Oh Where is Love?|
i walk down the street, and see the happy pairs,
lovers strolling hand in hand, p'raps something in the air.
i relfect upon my state, my singularity,
i choke back feelings of despair, theres someone made for me.
i wonder what she looks like, who she is and where,
why does she hide her face from me, her face, flawless and fair?
i know someday i'll find my love my soulmate tried and true,
till then i sit, and wait, and hope...till then, my love...adieu...