Swift fell the sun on that sultry day,
Equally
Swift fell my heart.
Gazing so deep in those
Capturing eyes,
Lost within them for all time
Should not be
Must not be
So, but
Could not be
Stopped
His eyes,
My eyes,
Hide
No more
My love
No more denying...
Heat of the late
Afternoon
He seems not to Feel.
Does he?
The heat?
My heart?
Impossible.
He cannot, this I
Know.
Certainty
Is lacking;
How can I
Ever fully trust
Eyes which have deceived
So many without lies
Only with
Warped truth?
Does it even
Matter?
Ultimately
We all lie;
To ourselves,
To others,
To the world,
Why bother to tell the
Truth?
Decisions:
To betray them
All?
To betray
Myself?
To betray my
Heart?
To betray
Him?
I cannot.
He reaches out
And I see there the impossible
Truth
In his eyes;
Reflected in the
Darkness...
He does,
I must...
It must be him.
My heart must have
It's twin.
"Let them all burn" he says
And I cannot
Disagree...
Forgive me...
I love.