Strangelove

Oh, how most deceitfully

Love is tooled- and betrayed

Wearing the face of a friend

We thought we’ve known or

Worse yet, yet to meet before

We are unexpectedly forced

To wear loves twin face: the fool

 

Never have I loved a stranger

That I permitted access within

Which lead to open humiliation

At least whence a stranger did

Break my heart in two or more

They be unaware of their power

Deaf my heart beat…their name

 

Poet of the Light © 2018

 

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