Beginnings
A nymph skips lightly across my heart
Painting it golden
In effect it leaves me breathless
Can this be love?
Shit
Sold on the false economy of your promises
I believed you were true.
Hooked on the desire for honesty
I told myself that you were the one
The one
The one who…
Then a heavy dose of reality
Showed me, too late,
It’s all just a series of fairy tales.
Same shit
Different face