Love's Toys
Love's Toys
By Daniel Wyman
Montpelier High School, Grade 12
They are the sweetly doomed
Young lovers, holding hands.
a ring on Her finger, His innocent gift.
She loves it, She loves him, loves the look in his eyes.
He loves Her, He holds Her, but soon come the lies.
That ring loses luster
That look in His eyes
Has dimmed as the shine of their innocence dies.
She loves him, She holds Him, but deep in Her mind
She doubts Him, He wanders, but love tells no lies.
She knows that they’re destined
This damned, sweet two.
He thinks that he loves her
If only He knew.
She loves him, She thinks, oh where is Her ring?
He’s noticed, He’s hurting, oh look at His eyes.
He finds her old ring
Of all places here:
The back seat, a friend’s car
Does confirm fear.
She loves him, not Him, not her ring-bearer boy.
He hates her, He hates him, love treats us as toys.

Wow...amazing. This is
Wow...amazing.
This is really gorgeous.
It's like a story
told through
symbols and
metaphors.
Nice one,
very impressive.
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~miss lit~