The False Lover

By Poeticmeditations

The false lover’s full of treachery,
Sham acting against cheap scenery.
Deceit and cunning thrive in the heart,
Truth and sincerity play no part.
Lying lips are given free license
To flattery and all pretense,
To say whatever pleases the ear.
Whispered words of tender love so dear
Quickly turn to bitter words of hate
That pierce deep the heart and lacerate,
Grows from blazing heat to frigid ice,
Transforming love’s virtue into vice,
Leaving scars that remain forever –
Love again, the heart may never.

About poeticmeditations

The Romantic poets, nib pens, candlelight, waistcoats, and pocket watches are a few of my favorite things.
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