Lie to me. Whisper untruths in the darkness, and spin the tallest of tales when the veracity would serve just as well.

Lie to me. Keep me as far away from certainty as day is from the night and as love is from disinterest.

Lie to me with silence, mystery and the  inconvenience of absence where truthful glances may find sanctuary.

Lie to me, that my heart may remain unbroken and your conscience unsullied for as long as fantasy remains a potent salve for life's bothers

Lie to me until lies are the only truths I can digest and reality is a world where I can no longer dwell.

Lie to me until those threadbare contrivances will no longer contain the light and my foolishness is revealed.

Lie to me until I believe and joy once more finds fertile soil in my being

Lie to me until  the truth is all I hope for,  all I will hear and all I will accept.

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