Poetry by Jeff Green

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It doesn’t matter

by cricketjeff on April 23, 2009.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

I always knew that you would tell me lies
But still I knew that you were made for me.
The truth is safely buried in your eyes
Though no-one else but me can seem to see.

For every time you had an apt excuse,
A story that I knew could not be true.
For honesty you have so little use
But all I ever think about is you.

At last you’ve found that I have always known
But do you see that I will never mind?
The lies are you and you can’t be alone,
The truth is such a little thing to find.

So kiss me now and tell another lie;
That I’ll forgive until the day I die.