It's all the same!

Love, you've made a fool of me,
repeatedly misused me—
seduced me with your ecstasy
to fill your privy schemes.
Then, when I'm lost in dreams
and feeling fine,
you sneak up from behind
and make me see
it's fantasy that I believed.
The truth is, I'm deceived!

But you know though,
I would fall again
for clever eye, or sly smile,
knowing all the while
your love is play
and I, your endless game!

Copyright © 2009 by Karl W. Swartz.  All rights reserved.