suspension of disbelief

they sounded almost true
the tales they had you tell
i’d listen just to watch
your mouth, it moves so well

you’ve taken me for a gosling
his stories i might abide
but the way you swing that thing
my friend, it seems a bit contrived

this life, i could almost humor
if i didn’t already know the plot
you sidle up towards me, but
your dance is all for naught

excuse me while i take
your tangle to unweave
it seems that love is faith
and neither can i believe

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Poet. Photographer. Writer. Goddess. View all posts by ky

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