The morning's dew moistens my eyes, <br />No, these are not tears you see, <br />(A woman must learn to pretend <br />When failed love turns reality) <br /> <br />A lonely wanderer, I strayed <br />From the land of tears and pain, <br />Looking to quench my thirst for love <br />I walked into a burning rain <br /> <br />When love took me down darkened paths, <br />I foolishly closed my eyes, <br />Blinding myself to simple truths, <br />Yet seeing truth in all the lies <br /> <br />Ignoring voices in the wind, <br />Eagerly, I took a chance, <br />Forging ahead toward love's deceit, <br />With not even one backward glance <br /> <br />Now the moon says the day must end, <br />I ponder sad memories.... <br />Cunning imitators of love <br />Invade my heart like refugees <br /> <br />A cold wind blew across my heart, <br />And silenced the angels' choir, <br />I've closed my tear-stained Book of Love <br />And tossed it into the blazing fire<br /><br />Lora Colon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/deceived-14/
