Love is

She cannot see what I see.
Her eyes speak her heart
Hidden behind a mask of a smile she wears so well.
A costume in the theater of her heart.
The act of love is not enough to please her.
Affections shown do not effect her,
For her,
Love is a lie.
Love is 6 feet under. Locked in a crypt to decay.
With every affectionate motion
She withdraws to keep her distance from the edge
Of the cliff she knows as love.

Reviews

[Caroline]

Someone is afraid to let their guard down and someone who has gone thru a lot and now they lift their standards . Great poem