Satire of Love
Mood:  crushed out
Topic: Lost love
Satire of Love?
By: William Phenn

So very warm and comforting,
The love one has to share.
But not so warm and comforting,
When true love is not there.

With playful wisps of wisdom,
She beckons to her side.
To all within an earshot,
Come take the joyful ride.

You grab for something steady,
As the coach begins to fly.
Your mind so full of questions,
But your heart does not care why.

You ride the perfect fantasy,
To heaven’s gate you think.
But then you fall into the pit,
With just a wicked wink.

So all the time you’re falling,
While the wind is rushing by.
You ask the burning question,
Dear God in heaven, why?