Sometimes

God, you scatter your love like sweets 
from a piñata. Sometimes it gets stepped on
by the insensible, those who never notice
a hole in the sole of their shoe.  

Sometimes it gets snatched up 
by sugar addicts, who are so dissatisfied
because your love is not sentimental,
in fact, it’s too strong for some. 

Sometimes it is savored by spiritual aesthetes 
for a short time, they swirl it like a glass of wine
sniff, and then set aside for 
the something seemingly more sophisticated. 

Then there are those of the false smile
who roll it around in their fist, 
like dice, tossing it out
hoping to score. 

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Images courtesy of A.I. - Poem and video by me.