False Poem by Patti Masterman

You're beautiful like exposed lies are
As deep as frost on a vine
As fragrant as cut flowers on the breeze
Memorable like a night after wine.

You're faithful as a coin when tossed
As true as a compass point
When it sits on a peak atop the world
You're close like a vanishing point.

You're honest as prey chased by hounds
As wild as a deer in the sights
You're rare as a misfire is rare
As brilliant as a fireflies light.