Every Swing of the Door
I'll never know what from your heart I tore
Each lie I lived, every swing of the door
Not that I hid or kept even the score
Not that I loved anyone anymore
I question what love I was in before
It wasn't like movies, books, or fairy lore
For the rest of my life, on love I'll snore
Rather break a heart--my desire--ignore
A false lover I'll prove--could I be more?
For the MonoMixoRhyme Cash Prize Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Hilo Poet
11/8/2022
Copyright © Steven Young | Year Posted 2022
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