​I took your love
for a promise,
but it was an
elaborate lie,
told by my well-
intentioned heart
reaffirmed by
a naive mind.
Flawed memory,
echoes that fade.
We bury truth
with wish’s spade
in vain pursuit
of something more,
we know not what,
nor what it’s for .
For every heart,
Life is a quest,
both straightforward
and arabesque.
Wander without,
journey within.
A complex soul
in simple skin.
Search for meaning,
search for answers.
In life and love,
second chances.
Along the way,
love, by all means.
For when we love
life is a dream.

M. Zane McClellan

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