Parting,a sonnet


    I wear my heart displayed upon my face.
    Attentive readers find their meaning there,
    Where feelings thought too deep to be embraced
    Can shine demurely where they do not scare.

    As Freud observed we’re never quite disguised
    Betrayal is our body’s real motif
    The message comes conspicuous from the eyes..
    Bright sparkles or our tears of blackest grief.

    The answer to a question seemly leaps
    So Yes or No is visibly revealed.
    The blush that spreads so fast across the cheeks,
    Both bold and shy, unable to conceal.

    Your face tells me you lied when “Love” you wrote.
    Yet let us part with song as we are poets.

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