You desire me, I perceive the lust
Your dilating pupils enlightening
Your regard, I turn away as I feel you
Delving frantically in me for something
You ignore you need and I’m unwilling
To give. Albeit the cravings of my substance
Reminiscing tremors of a past not long ago
When we were two, I pull back repulsed
By the intensity of a sensation melting us
Into one. Your enthralling gaze resonates
Through my veins I shiver a frisson alerting me
To escape, from an impostor claiming pretences
To love, translating into an engagement book
Solely filled by encounters with you, denoting
An addiction I know well enticing us to forget
A world existing time streaming a humanity
Just outside the door, as we pretend we are
The only ones and need nothing more, yet
I recognise the road its signs its contorted drives
To sombre lairs of infatuation and obsession,
Jealousy and possession, dark flags
Planted on my body as I absorb hurtful words
Broken promises of never agains, justifying
Behaviours on premises of truthful adoration,
While despite ardent enrapturing lovemaking
A tacit instinct discerns, the masquerader tampering
With our systems enchanting spirits with oxytocin,
Inducing them to believe indeed they are experiencing
The noblest feeling, awareness compels
He who has more common sense to use it
I retreat, before us turning ineluctably into jesters
Losing identities in a comedy of errors.
[Featured image: a scene from The Taming of the Shrew by William Shakespeare]