doubt is a cruel mistress
her hands
shackles upon the most earnest of hearts
twisting as I am in my shocked mortification
I've alas come to the conclusion
I can not reach you
your evasive maneuvers
are too random
I parry left
you parry right
then should I pivot right you exit the
stage entirely for days
returning to dance
aloof yet charged
by the very occurrence of your
own return
you know you could make me happy
with such little effort
yet this you again and again deny me
you want my love and desire
without any fair exchange in return
you are both selfish and stoic
curious and cavalier
open yet still closed
a valley full of jagged mountains
who's paths I cannot yet
navigate without some
serious trepidation
for you see I know with you
this is a 'Snake Pit Passion'
where even the venom is so good.....................
(June 29, 2009 328am)