Disguise
The problem is …..once the heart opens, and nothing but thorns are welcomed; she’s left with tares
She closes her eyes, and embraces herself…says to quiet down, no need for scares
Just because it happened twice, doesn’t call for a third
All of the devils don’t necessarily ride in one herd
Imaginary..Realistic? Shes lost what to give
All she knows is her; and what it means to live
Romance and chivalry as the sun goes down
Simplicity and kisses wrap her around
Dead in the stare he meets her at his stance
Slowly but surely she’s absorbed by the trance
He says he feels passion, its in his eyes
It’s a prank, a sick joke ..as he leaves his disguise
No encounter left; for his work here is done
Let her weep on the floor…back to square one.
Will she perform the fool he predicts
Or will he encounter all she depicts
Its all a game, or is it…she looks to him with tears
Acceptance; the one thing she’s wanted all these years
(2014)
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