She was the greatest love that never was

Though nightly I embraced her in my dreams;

Too craven yet to plead my lonely cause,

I idled still, concocting many schemes:

Might I one day accost her in the park

My ready gamp to shield her from the rain;

An underground where she might yet embark

And I, her gallant, help her board the train?

Each meeting so contrived yet none thereof

Could mollify that heart fair set to burst,

I sadly found no strength to press my love

Though in my timid mind, did what I durst.

As time begat more time, she slipped away,

Yet where she went to, none could ever say.