Friday, October 14, 2005

II

For once I told the truth.
But you? You never told.
In fear we were one –
I feared you, and you?
Just being old.

You were right and I was left
in fever, hot and cold,
of futile thoughts – what have I done?
why was I so bold?

Forever it will hunt
polar foxes of my brain.
From left to right it will not shunt,
eternal as refrain:

You were right and I was left
in fever, hot and cold,
of futile thoughts – what have I done?
why was I so bold?

In fear we fell apart.
Attempting tears to withhold,
I feared your fear. And you?
Your fears manifold.

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