questions

why did you walk out on the pond
I see no one who could understand
a word of what I say
when did you walk over the sweetness,
it was slow
the absence wasn’t felt
until it became absolute
how could you desert a place
such as this you cruel friend
the dew appears like a mirage 
what’s on your mind,
where are you now I wonder
maybe turning other lakes
into deserts?

wars, judgements, comparisons,
competitions, differences,
with these weapons of bitterness,
love is the forbidden apple,
a chef-d’oeuvre in a scarlet canvas
adorning an unsubstantial
wall of dissension?