You don\'t wish to
become involved with yourself―
until the enigma was
unlocked.
You speak allusively,
when I ask for the
embrace of blind pains.
I don\'t remember
when you enticed me under
the weight of guiltless
surrender.
Moon drops a word.
Lake drinks a potion.
The clouds gather.
I read a poem.
Mystery deepens.
I was not ready to crumble,
you will not melt in moonlight.
Nobody opens the door.