Love poems

I Know Clearly Venus Is Not My Home

My dear,
I should wear a smile now,
for I've found a smile that's most like yours
soon after you left me.
And she likes my songs as much as you did.

I should be satisfied now,
for she says it again and again~
her door is always open for me.
And the way she attracts me to her is like
a venus flytrap captivates many a fly.
My lonely night and my desire
have turned into a moth dancing around a candle fire.

I should be happy now,
for I'm more willing to get trapped than to be free,
though I know clearly Venus is not my home.