Fear lies in the answer to my question;
A question I am too afraid to ask.
Thus the quandary lies in indecision – –
To resist my tendency to resist;
To risk humiliation in my hope;
To cease whispering quietly from the dark;
To stand in broad daylight and speak plainly;
To blatantly state my desire for you.
Of course I would have to change my nature,
Unsettle myself enough to shift shapes
From my predictable stance and engage
With the possibilities unfolding
Before me like rosebuds in sequences
Of dreams throughout this never-ending night.
(June 2011)
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