Deceived

There was I, elated, skating, totally oblivious to 

the thin ice of fair weather promises we were

 skating upon; unable to see how severed 

beneath the veneer you were 

Drinking in the frozen, ambrosia smell of 

cinnamon spice; our chocolate box scene 

draped in Christmas lights, serenaded in 

carolled crystal tongues 

Everything blanketed in ashen snow and I 

aglow; wrapped in your love, your adoration; 

your loving nature... to me, you shone pure as 

the shimmering snow

All my life I had searched for peace, my heart 

to ease; to finally shed the hurt and harm my 

built up calloused mess of a heart, so 

diseased 

Perhaps now I had found my angel in the 

snow; to me love he’d come to show, through 

sapphire windows, just what I meant to him 

and always would mean 

Here could I, at last, feel safe, away from the 

two-faced blame race; could I be to him and

he to me unconditional love, a destination, a 

destiny, we never dared dream? 

A happy family, sadly neither of us ever had; 

an impermeable bastille of our own, of love

and unwavering light for us and our dearly 

desired, wanted young

I thought our days in love’s alabaster haze

where effortlessly our bodies ice danced... 

twirling entwined beneath the snow-flaked 

laced sky, would never, ever cease 

That our love’s rhythm and rhyme, so true and 

sublime, would never drift or rift, turn icicle 

cold; bleed into Winter’s cruel darkling decline. 

Oh but through truth’s rabbit hole eyes I now 

see... how badly I was deceived

It was not an angel but a devil who’d 

enchanted me; it was not I but you that 

needed me, to torture me with your soul

wagered... loveless greed 

© Debbie Razey 2019 - Violet Moon Poetry