Love Notes

Has my heart been so blind? Oh sweet lies set me free Have I been mislead? Does the sun not rise every morn? Am I daft so? Have I misinterpreted your sweet tokens? Does the moon not shine with the sprinkles of stars? To flee from this misgiving praise you so effortlessly set me a blaze with I have become the jester at the king’s table and you the fable teller Such childish games you play with ones fragile heart Oh speak my divine conquest please I implore you seek out the blade you so cunningly stab me with when I was not looking I am the fool’s errand, you bested me, and now I shall die forever in my lonely desperate time T1nk