Poetry: Strings Attached.

For this one the dots connected
Exalting lies so intended
This is a story of pure hate
Sizzling masterpiece on gold plate.

I was sure she was super smart
He on the other hand,alert.
We believed there were strings attached
Which in months to come will be detached



Untie ye not this mutual knot
For the warmth of its embrace soothes
Tying the heart to blissful naught
It be best roped around a foot

Wherever thou art,there am I
Open the doors of your mind’s eye
See the strings of joy strumming free
We must build a family tree.


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