Why do lovers lie?
Why alter Truth’s face—
a nip here,
a tuck there—
botox that baby into a fixed, forced smile?
Then trot that tarted-up Truth onto a stage
Hope she doesn’t forget her lines
Add a laugh track
Pray the hidden Truth doesn’t stumble in,
tripping over the footlights?
True lovers love the skin you’re in
Cherish the wrinkles
Feel the pangs of your illness
Grieve at your losses
Hug your weaknesses close to their chests and murmur,
Unadorned Truth is beautiful when seen through Love’s eyes.
Love isn’t blind at all.
Love sees every cell and adores it for its own perfect self.
That’s why lies and deceit make lovers weep.
Lies dim the lights
Deceit draws the blinds
The loved one’s beauty,
cannot be enjoyed anymore.
And we are left
May 21, 2014