you really astound me

you with your half closed eyes

far far away



and me wide eyed and focused

intent on perfection

what a fool to believe



fiercly wild in the presence of strangers

meeting for the first time

an innocent desire to display your charms



but I shall not see

I shall not fear you

I shall not hear you 

call me a friend



tears shed over one's broken promises

blaming the foolish one

for a poem out of time



big child sullen and self willed

flashes of anger

blood red to the core



how easy it would be to let uncontrollable

words burst from my mouth

but why should it be me

to tell you the truth



so I shall not see

I shall not fear you

I shall not hear you 

call me never call me a friend