Hidden Lies
How your lips adored me like sweet Chablis
where paths of seasons were widely gained;
that all I feared dissolved into your arms
taking chances on vows of forever:
But your hidden lies drenched me in the rain,
playing with my vulnerability
through splintered words of a snake’s deceit,
of liaisons drilling nights upon my barbed cross.
Far the separate roads we shall travel then
wilting on grapevines where ardor once ruled,
and now, your dead leaves of betrayal crash…
while I prevail , stand tall from an intent so unreal.
For john lawless: WHAT LIES BENEATH THE LIES
2/17/2017
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