Monday, August 1, 2016

False Lovers

          False Lovers

False lover sell my soul to,
Led to slaughterhouse.
Idolatrously prostitute self,
  To a person, belief, or thing.
False worth attach,
Leaves empty and hollow.
Settle for less,
  Than intimacy,
  With covenant lover.

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.

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