Your Love
You seem altering often your physical love,
like your t-shirt or hair-pins or fancy hand-glove;
There's a strong aroma of insincerity,
That exhibits your supreme infidelity.
Can you be sincere even to your very heart?
Leave alone the flimsy love you're ready to part;
Only when you uncover the mask of your smile,
I'll know, your love is true to the core with no guile.
27 July 2021
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