To fall in love

          with a good good man

is a blessing, a joy, a challenge

                                                    and incredible luck

 

To paint a good man

                 in a bad light

is painstaking work, unrewarding,                                   filled with half-truths, misunderstandings, assumptions, inferences, some lies

 

Your basic witches brew of poison

                  wafting up green wisps of odorless pain

 

 

love is sweet

yearning for your sweet, so sweetly...

You have yours so do not yearn for mine

 

She's all this and she is that and isn't she this and look at her this

                  so all the world can see

                                                 everything she is to you

no one can ever see

                                              everything I am or was to you

they all say nothing see nothing

       i am nothing, because you show nothing, except to the smart few enough to decode mystery

it's only me and me alone

     such admiration should count for something in nothing

                                               everything I am to you

you have yours so do not yearn for mine

although sometimes

                                  I think you do, a bit

then other times

                                                                                                                                  I know you do