One LoveA Poem by SerianaOne love….. can never know my words. the other…. can never know me, (one love). Is it not a game of boards? …..or a boredom of games? This, the jester of jolliness, playing hide-n-seek in my mind’s crystal… ball, the slight oval spectacle that magnifies lies of the heart, through the infinite funnel of fonts of fancy’s, and fine eyes….
Oh………. what a heart is I… Woe. Woe. Woe is the pity of I, in the simple sea of we, ma chérie! A pastel menagerie ~ paper mâché of my dreams….
One love….will never know I….. ~~A~~ © 2011 SerianaReviews
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