About Me

Saturday, November 12, 2011


I am in love with a mirage

Such a beautiful visage

Of what I had dreamed my lover would be

When I thought up your identity

Then you reluctantly presented to me

Each layer I peeled away

And as I reached the core of you

I realized I had no clue

Of what I had done upon that day

A broken vessel made of clay

Twisted and torn to bend my way

Lay bleeding at my feet

This stranger bore a love for me

This stranger still a stranger be

To me and all my cruelty

A guise to love and hope

As yet he bears a silver cord

Tied to my heart with one accord

To bind until eternity

This stranger to a stranger be

©Kay Salady

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