Beautiful Lies

You feed me beautiful lies 

That leave me swirling on the dance floor.

Your lies are of sweet tender fruit

That ripe only on spring and keep blooming all winter long.

They never cease to die

When winter  leaves wither away

Your lies never seem to stray

So enticing they taste like 

Strawberry cheese cake with a dash of vanilla chocolate on my lips.

They are so real 

They feel like fingers moving across my hips

But then again your smooth words

Always come across as avid

They never seem dry or weary

Always full of life 

It's them I would marry.

I've  seen them so clearly

Never missing a glimpse they're just so vivid.

Handsome lies in a tux 

Riding around in that Ferrari

they should be daunting 

by they fill me up

its really scary.

When your lips move

I get hypnotised by the vibrations they send out

They suddenly leave me on my knees 

Bowing down to a god of lies

how my silent cries

Can't seem to leave your beautiful lies

Of deception

Sent by these annoying flies

not even the holiest of priest can save a pagan

From a world of deceit

Only you have the key 

I'll just wait and believe

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed the poetry. Honest and direct tone led to the strong ending.
"not even the holiest of priest can save a pagan
From a world of deceit
Only you have the key
I'll just wait and believe"
The beautiful lies. Can make us find some joy and leave us with more misery. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote