Friday, July 20, 2007



I got your message and I tried to call—
The line was busy for an hour or more.
The inconvenience trailed more in its wake:
Suspicion, jealousy, and all their kin.

Not one of them could hold me long in thrall;
I felt my heart beat wild and just kept score,
But still I wondered how much I could take—
When you called back, I took it on the chin.

How easily our hard-won masks do fall!
You changed one plan and I could not ignore
My sudden fear my whole life was at stake.
My love, I lost it. Help me. Help me win.

They say that perfect love will drive out fear,
But the reverse is our dilemma here.

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