You speak a most familiar language
Gilded words from a stolen tongue
I will not pretend to know what this is
You and I

I am trying to be strong
But you know I am weak
And I know you are willing
Willingness is nearly impossible to ignore

I stand by my resolve
You will not break me
You will not seduce me
I am not yours

Deceit is a demanding lover
There is no room for me
In a heart that denies its own reflection
I see you as you are

You take your lies to bed, Dear One
In your darkness
Clinging to a tear-stained pillow
Wishing it were me

~ by acrichards on August 22, 2010.

7 Responses to “Lies”

  1. very nice, seductive

  2. Powerful poem honey. Hope you’re doing well. *hugs*

  3. Your poetry moves me, Amanda. I caught up on your fine poems and the recurring theme is one of love strained; a struggle to make whole, your desires. Write on. xo

  4. Thank you Wookiesgirl and Jenny for your comments. You ladies rock!

  5. What do you mean “outside of being inspired”?! That was awesome. Sounded inspired to me. I love you. 🙂

    • Thanks, Julie. I wrote it as a submission for a journaling game. The phrase i chose to go with was ‘stolen tongue.’ the point of the game is to write off the cuff, as it comes. It makes me write, without having an initial feeing of inspiration. I suppose it does require some level of inspiration to keep going though. I love you, too. 🙂

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