How deep is your love…

by blossom666

The radio echos love songs 

And I am spirited through 

A maze of devotion,

Emotion,

Then, lies spoken. 

And the pain suffocates 

Momentarily. 

I try to shake the image, 

But it is embossed within 

Our early day memories. 

I wonder who you lied too. 

Yourself?  Me? 

Both of us? 

A lie is a lie no matter how 

Well formed, 

The intrepid storms. 

What did she have 

That I didn’t, apart from 

The obvious of everything,

You were her King. 

The radio echos that song 

And I refuse to sing. 
Karen Hayward © 2017

Image and word’s 

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