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Ezekiel J. Krahlin


©1998 by Ezekiel J. Krahlin

"I love you" whispered from a trillion lips
Is a bitter draught to swallow,
When uttered by the ones I love
Who speak, but do not follow:
A chill that grips my soul and heart
And leaves me bare and hollow.

To be stripped of all my worldly goods
By thieves who think they're clever
Is nothing when compared to those
Who steal my tokens of affection,
And say they love me, but will never.

  "Do you love me?"
  "Yes of course, why do you even ask?"
  "Because your eyes say something else,
And your smile is a mask."
  "Oh go to sleep, you'll feel better,
I've had a heavy day."
  "Can't you hold me in your arms
And dream our pains away?"
  "Your hands are cold, we're getting old,
Perhaps I shouldn't stay."
  "No don't do that, I've got the cat
To sleep with.  I'm okay."

And so it goes, around around,
But somehow life goes on.
And the only thing I know for sure
Is that you, too,
Shall soon be gone.