To H.


I suppose there's no such
Thing as true love,
As they say,

So let's keep lying to each
Others' faces until we both
Believe it's

Something*. Who needs
Anything to be more,
After all?

Learning your do's and don'ts.
Your paces, your secrets,
Enjoying the journey

From no one to someone
As you break my ego's heart
With pints of gold, and silver

Bullets like: "You're not that
Great a kisser,
You know,"

And I shrug as if believing
You, emptying my pockets from
Gems and dropping them into

The water, where they're as safe
As anything precious is, when
Out of my reach.