Damselfly Poem by gershon hepner

If I can’t find in you what I
would love to have I’ll make
you up, and love you as I lie,
inventing for my sake
as well as yours a lover who
can please us both although
she’s no more real than she is true,
and you will never know,
for if you find out I deceive
and love not you but her
whom I invent, I’ll have to leave
you as you are, not were.
a figment of my mind which flees
and dies as soon as I
attempt to lock her chains with keys,
shortliving damselfly.

12/1/97,12/10/08