Can you tell me with no
hesitation in your voice
that my warped vision
of a romance is any more
or less than a thousand
stand ins for this
off the cuff production?

Or is it simply the
fear in your eyes that
speak in various
timbres of time lost
banking on a love that
was nothing more than
a third rate swindle;
Neither have a fraction
of the impact it takes
to win my obligations.