Easily Bluffed
Memories, like fine wine, sweeten with age;
cavalier ways, become less defiant.
And in life's book, tears saturate the page;
bemoaning times Hope was non-compliant.
I sense your pain, anxiety, and fear,
rattling the very foundations of trust.
And I catch you wiping away a tear
as your tinder heart threatens to combust.
In games of love, hearts get easily bluffed;
ignoring the odds, they go all in, blind.
And dreams drift like a dandelion tuft,
floating in the back of your conscious mind.
But if you gamble on love, you may lose,
while your rejected ego bears the bruise.
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