I fell harder than I realised,
But it was just a Folie a’ deux.
Came thundering into my existence
And wiped out all I thought I knew.
Engulfed our minds in a wondrous fog.
We bathed nude in it for a while…
Whilst I hung in the heady thick of it,
Gulping all I could devour.
As you stood by the wayside distracted –
Silent and modestly gone.
Yet you somehow gave false hope in good faith
And I clung tighter than moss to a stone.
I still dwell in false promise of soul love,
This misfortunous Folie for one