As far as illusions go
This one was deep and strong
Despite my thirty something years
I wasn’t prepared for this to go wrong.
What seemed like profound silences
Pregnant with feelings of love
Turned out to be mere voids of time
In search of another joke or pun.
What seemed like long furtive glances
Holding back a storm of words
Were a set of glazed porcelain eyes
That merely gave the illusion of meaningful depth.
What seemed like a union of two minds
Relishing joyously together their wisecracks and puns
Was nothing more than a playful banter between friends
That one engages in for distraction and light-hearted fun.
To tell you the truth, I have been before,
The one who thinks that the Sun rises for her,
That the birds come to wake her up in the mornings,
That the barking dogs, from evil nocturnal spirits, protect her.
And while those things may or may not be true
One thing seems certain for sure–
Sometimes what seems special and unique
Is nothing more than a reflection of our hope.