Love But Don't Fall In Love

Pages of her life bound in hardcover fell apart

Secrets kept close to her heart spilled all over

Like cream topping dripping on Apple tart

No, she's wasn't ashamed of the exposure 

It was the hurt and feeling of rejection,

She was hiding deep inside

Like B grade factory goods sold to scrap dealers

At throwaway price

She didn't go to him to peddle her love 

It happened by chance 

Cupid struck piercing the core of her soul

And heart took its toll

Her mind, body, soul, crumbled at his sight

Like she'd seen the celestial light

Tragedy that he chose to remain blind

Humiliated she chose to keep quiet

A man who had mastered the art of

Detachment 

A man who believed in life there should be no

Attachment 

Priest loving his parishioners, without any other

Intentions.