Rhapsody, by D. J. Brennan

D. J. Brennan

Rhapsody

Do not come to me in seeming perfection,

Do not insult me so for there is no such thing,

Get to know me and you’ll know my imperfections,

And in such time I’ll get to know your whims.

And if encircling each other we fall in love

I shall be enticed by your sweet honey,

Which lies hidden within as in a glove,

Far more desirable to me than money.

In our defects, known to each other,

Love’s forbearance will bind us close together.

And the cracks that always shall appear

We shall step upon as mere veneer.

And yet these thoughts are but a fantasy,

Revealed within this poem, as in a rhapsody.

March 2017.

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Rhapsody

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