Daily Prompt: Folly

rolly cigarettes on a park bench

you tell me that we shouldn’t be smoking

smoking is bad for the heart

 

folding picnic chairs and spoiled sandwiches

you tell me that we shouldn’t be out when the clouds are grey

grey cloud means rain

 

dirty plates and greasy pound notes

you tell me that we shouldn’t let these come between us

it’s folly

 

I smile at you because

if only you knew

your folly

is a folly with my heart.