Sunday, 24 March 2013

If Love was True

If love were thread and lovers pieces of lace and velvet,
I'd be dark pink and intricate, like a spider's web 
and tack me on purple velvet with silver thread.

If love were night and lovers stars and planets,
I'd hide my twinkle in Moon's pockmarked face,
and stay hidden there while it lit up the night.

If love was a teacher and lovers students,
I'd sit at the back whispering answers into my beloved's ears,
I'd applaud and rest on the laurels he won.

If love were to be trusted, I'd do all this and much more.
But, in a crafty game we play, love and I deceive each other by turns.
And in the end, there are no winners, just three losers.

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