Cynics
The cynics are the enemies of love;
Though cheats and low deceivers have their faults,
A part of them is driven by their heart.
The cynics know the fickle candle’s flame,
The ravages of time, the wilderness,
The unaccomplished ventures of our dreams.
But isn’t it delightful when they’re wrong
And one condemned liaison turns out long?
Stephen Gospage
Sat 10th Apr 2021 17:30
Thanks, Brian.