Creative writing – Page 65 – A (wise) man of two faces

Lodestone

Our magnetic lips:
drawn together easily,
difficult to part.

Please give me a smile
a little ray of sunshine
to brighten my day.

Bright as gold
but twice as cold…
She’s a pretty face
and youthful grace
but her soul is old.

Her only crimes were
in loving too often and
always the wrong man.

The rings of fire
burned ever higher
in the oh-so quiet cell
of my own private hell,
the burden of a Liar.

The chains which bind us
are words wrought stronger than steel
and twice as heavy.

Salacious sovereign,
with just a handful of words
you set me ablaze.

The rain battered down
upon the weary, beaten town
but I persevered
whenever she appeared
with a sun shining behind her crown.

Errant emotions
refuse to settle down and
they plague me for hours.

The dawn breaks upon the night
like a rolling, crimson wave
and that meager scarlet sight
gives some the courage to be brave.