Love is like a Bounced Check

Brown face is a strainer for tears
Like lace they fall poetic to all
A ribbon of red bloody fears
You still call but I no longer talk

What occurred is reality set in 
I’m no longer your prisoner 
No longer your passionate sin
No longer your world to live in

I see your smile and see denial
You only loved the idea of me
But not enough to make me queen
Not enough to share my dream

I wanted simple things a true embrace 
Remembrance of special occasions 
To be loved in a safe place
But you could never be so clever

I’d never ask you to cherry change
You are who you are even if pains 
Not your fault I was so in love with love
That lightening struck out of luck
And love wasn’t enough

It’s not enough when it’s just a cliché
You cut me out like cardboard heart
For a public masquerade 
You only see my figure and my face
You misread my spirit my soul my faith

You don’t see me you don’t read me
You don’t breathe me you don’t feed me
You don’t need me the same way I need you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Wolf Avatar
April 30, 2025 at 8:32 PM
I'm wondering... Don't we spell the last word in the title this way, 'Czech?' ~ 'Hey, Mr. Trampoline Man...'
Jones Avatar
April 30, 2025 at 9:29 PM
Lol
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