How Love Died Poem by Echo WalkerJacobs

today I mourn, for love has died
a cruel and terrible death she was killed by lies.
That boneless thing, concealed by mouth
Is the most poisonous serpent, you can find about

It hisses and kisses loves very ear
While planting seeds of doubt, insecurity and fear
As the seed grows roots it shadows the truth. Consuming all that love held dear, Stripping away potential, possibilities a future she hoped to share

This boneless thing meant love no harm
A harmless touch, a kiss, a whisper, noting much
Someone saw that, someone did this - A baby, a bottle, a new brand ring, some sort of a fictitious fling.

So the seeds continued to bring forth a plant its essence just flavored the tree of lies
Love had no choice but to weep, No water came, just heart ache, pain and bitter grief

The boneless thing grew stronger, had more power, as Love become weaker and weaker her heart beat grew slower and slower.
If only her love could return the truth
the poison of lies never ever stays mute
yet truth stayed dumb, allowing the poison to stay and continuously run breaking the sole mate’s down, sun after setting sun.

As love took her last failing breath the boneless thing reveled itself
The mouth opened and tory jump out the lies that killed our love was just the spoken word.