She

The gestures of hands, sultry poses, moving resolutely.

What aura of strength was she, that left me standing humbly.

I watched from the sidelines, incredulously,

Consumed, confounded, amazed,
I kept my gaze upon her face.

Awestruck, seduced, what beauty I witnessed,
She danced all night, with gusto and ire

My advances of romance she dismissed,
With a sly smile, setting my soul on fire.

I stood there, heart in hand, eyes tearful.
Venus personified, wrathful yet beautiful.

All I wanted was a chance to state my plea
And give my heart and soul unto her in glee.

Just as I was in her august presence,
She struck me down with here glare on my insolence.

And said unto these woeful ears, my eyes streaming
"Boy, get to steppin' you must be dreaming"

I turned back with a heavy heart and head in gloom
All the while thinking this is my end, my doom.

Just as I was turning back
She took my hand and stopped me in my track

She said " woo me by showing me your moves
Cuz I ain't down with no goody two shoes"

To which I held her hand and stepped up to dance,
And danced into her heart with my clumsy romance.

The comfort in pretending

I hide in the shadows, playing with illusions, masks and disguises, of my own creation, my Self.

Masquerading,  the comfort in pretending is my succor.  

For i dare not face the reality, 
as it glares me down like the tiger burning bright,
lurking to pounce...
rip me limb from limb,
as I walk through this forest of the night.  

Unrequited Love

I know the sharp sting of unrequited love,    
to never have the affections returned,
and see my love's face shining above,
I smoldered within, my heart and soul burned.

Yet I Still Love You

Isn't it strange, for all my affection,            
after your rejection
I suffered dejection
Yet I still love you.

The silence in which I returned back
The burden of pain I did not lack
No matter how, time against me will stack
My suffering in this life's track
Yet I still love you.

I loved waking up next to you,
Now every waking moment is torment because of you,
Time will heal this pain that is true,
Yet I still love you.

If only fate could dispel,
This mourning of lost love, pure hell,
Remembrances of you fondly, I revel
My grief I cannot conceal,
Yet I still love you.