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Your Love Untrue

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


Your love is like the ocean,

that swells with waves -

crashing against the shore.

When your love is strong,

it always seems so wrong,

like a receding tide,

no words of love at all,

when it seems you don’t care,

but to ask I don’t dare.

Your love is like a river,

that flows freely,

comes and goes of its own accord,

occasionally hitting the rapids,

bringing flowers and gifts,

when it pleases you

and leaving me in anger -

just when my love overflows the banks.

Your love is as colorful,

as flowers in the spring,

when you call to me

and know I’ll come running.

As full of stories,

as the best of lies tell,

I will never guess,

if your love is real -

for in your eyes there is no truth.

Your love is like the black of night,

that brings my worst nightmares,

your heart as cold as ice,

no smile to light the way,

yet, you still say,

you love me and always will,

wondering how soon till the morning comes -

when without a word you leave me.

Your love is as deep as the sea,

completely unfathomable,

full of life,

bringing me so many mysteries,

you love me and then you don’t,

wondering if what I see,

is you loving me

or someone playing a game -

you never seem to be the same.

© 2017 Gypsy Rose Lee

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