( defeat of the invisible foe )
They all called me “THE INVINCIBLE FAUX” because no one could match my ability to defeat LOVE at its treacherous game of “CAPTURE AND CAGE.” all across the greedily – greened grasslands I giddily galloped, dodging and darting , deftly ditching love’s determinedly dogged pursuit. Sometimes I let my guard down and let love get its nose under my tent – YES – but wherever I laid my lusty gaze and for whatever reason I lustily laid it, I always sat my satchel near the door. And then – UH OH – an ANGEL came along. She lifted me up above the dark cloud of my earthly ways and offered me a SCINTILLATING SNIFF OF HER HEAVENLY SCENT. My icarus wings now a molten mess, my mercury boots now a smoldering jest, I am rooted to the spot I must confess, her attempt at SKEWERING MY FULLY EXPOSED HEART an unqualified SUCCESS.
Alas, I say ALAS.
