I am not a freaking Vala. I am allowed to bitch for hearts
I never asked for.


Had I not pleaded with them "Love me not!"?
(I believe I most thoroughly had)
Had I not warned "Beware that spot!"
When glancing at my quagmire of heart?
Had I not been excused and adored had I not?

Had deterrence of all known measure or form I tried not
Against all them fair of appearance and mind and spirit,
The very one they forced me to consume? - I indeed fought!
And the very consumption I loathed, and truly did fear it
May not long devour before their need becomes naught.

And they forced an intensifying love I feared most
With moist poems and sweet whiskey and kisses most bitter
Yet refused to let free as I begged hence and forth;
Oh, non-lovers forsaking, dare you approach hither
And tell why you would leave me where I had begged "do
not!"?


© December 2003