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Mirage of Love

I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I now live in Daytona Beach, Florida. .


I was always thirsty,

for a love that was true.

Many false loves,

kept me thirsting for more.

Words of love,

always seemed to tell lies,

never any ties –

to a love that would be true.

Then you came along,

gave me all I had thirsted for,

I put my trust in you

and soaked up your words of love –

like a parched flower beneath the sun.

You brought bright colors,

song of love from my yesterdays,

took me in your arms

and promised to stay.

Always trusting you,

loving the things you do and say,

opening the gateway,

to a world of love and fantasy.

What were those clouds,

on the horizon,

they looked to bring a rainy day,

but your smile took it all away,

wish I could have seen,

that your eyes did not gleam.

One day as you turned away,

saying you never intended to stay,

I came to realize,

that all your words of love,

were just wisps of smoke

and when the air cleared,

it had all been nothing more than a mirage –

in the painted desert of your love.

© 2019 Gypsy Rose Lee