Did you know, that
I’d need something to rely on,
As the syllables flooded forth
From your pretty lying face?
Words, feckless words,
Words are vanity and gossamer,
They hold only the place
Of a dream unfolding,
Until the light catches them out.
Did you forget integrity
To a sense of honour,
When you plied me with
Your beautiful intoxicating drug?
The brilliance of deception
Had everyone fooled,
Even yourself it seems,
Dishonouring the outcome of
Your chosen dreams.
Before I fell to the fire,
The words delivered here
Built me up, filling my soul,
Created more than just desire,
Lier, lier, pants on fire….!
Golden hair, an angel truly
Feeding me a line or two,
For the stretch of imagination,
Prior to the intimate ingratiation.
What point could you hope
To gain from not knowing?
Even your own feelings deserted
The shallows of the loyal light,
Oh holy love, what more must
Be done, is it worth a fight?
Cold is the day, empty the night,
When your words fled the scene,
Nothing ever will feel so right.
Actions that betray the law,
Of an integrity to be love,
Cannot ever enter the places,
To where smiles of hope are
Left upon mine and so many faces.
Cruelty is the essence here
Your eyes deceive me still,
And within, you won’t accept
The damage your words are doing,
The collapse of truest and truth
Find a home deep and binding,
As wide as any cruel ocean.
Say not things you cannot mean,
Or you should commit the crime,
Of inventing a lie, a lie,
Putting an end to my hope,
The way to feel alive again,
You were once my only dream…!
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