How long will I do this dance
Pretending that I want no romance?
I often fool them at first glance
But you figured me out--(I gave you a chance).
You seemed so sure but also so shy
And I wondered and I asked you why,
You told me you had, at least, to try
And you did not want to speak good-bye.
We knew not how this made me feel.
I go to very great lengths to conceal.
But I have finally accepted what must be real:
That very night my heart you did steal.
I battled these feelings for a very long while,
Praying that I would pass the time of trial.
But you!--you cannot help but beguile!
And I cannot stop dreaming of that smile.
So what is the result of this meeting of fate?
What happens? What if I refuse the bait?
I know not the answer--but I know that I hate
That the road to find love is not at all straight.
posted by Ash at 1:18 AM
