they say love is in the air
and betrayal?
the kind that does not hide
but stands right beside
the one who holds you
takes time to know you
wipes away your unseen tears
uproots your unknown fears
sheds tear after tear when yours refuse to fall
hear your silent call
year after year day and night
ready to be with you fight your fight
they say love is in the air
and betrayal?
i know it does not have the heavenly fragrance of a winter night
where warm apple cider warms our hearts and makes us blissfully light
nor does it have the exotic fragrance of a dark summer night
when white jasmine flowers blossom among vines entangling in a playful fight
i tell you betrayal is like a blanket that wraps you up when you are warm
and slides away when you are cold and in the way of harm
hear me when i say it stands with you when you are being embraced
and walks away when you are left alone cleaning up the dusty statue of the disgraced
when love is in the air
i say dare to dream again and dare to care
hug your angst real tight one last time and then forever let it go
for life is more than maya and much more than you and i will ever know
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A thought-provoking piece, Sobhana, what we crave, what we leave, and moving on. Those beautiful images of the night remind me that the past is the past, and the unknown future is waiting, and, however it may be, it will be different.🙂
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Thank you, Steve…and different is ok 🙂
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