Cellophane thinking!

Who wraps the heart

in cellophane red

only to hear it crinkle?

Tear open this sheath,

bring down the wall

love is in the air tonight.

Settling down

on rose petal thoughts

the path to remember

waits.

But unrequited love

speaks of no desire

while littered

is the sacrificial lamb

of one true love 

squeezed, gutted,

spilt for all to see,

wasted.