Dark hazel
eyes unsure of what is to come
In
uncertain and sanguine expectancy
Viewing the
current situation as cumbersome
Yet find
that in her heart she has a vacancy
Black hair
a touch frazzled and frayed
Straightforward
with authentic virtues
She realizes
she cannot let this fade
So with a
slightly indecisive purview
With
eagerness and insomniac nights
She
longingly yearns for the response
Perhaps he
might readjust his sights
That the
affair might be ensconced
That
failure might be an alternative
All too
unreasonable for both parties
Imminent
success is a virtual imperative
With the
necessity to proceed smartly
Moving in
precipitance being risky
A
deceleration could be warranted
Why travel the
billows so quickly
And journey
to the abhorrent abyss
Whereby the
blunders of the past
Come back
to haunt like apparitions?
The
consequences of advancing too fast
Could cause
unsafe conditions
Perhaps her
demeanor is newfangled
As are the
ideas in his brain
Perhaps
this woven-web will be less tangled
And she and
he are actually sane
