A capricious sprite looking only
for a temporary delight at anothers
expense. She changes from
sultry woman grown to
laughing child and back to
woman again deeply caring
and tender, but you had better
be a big spender.
Like quicksilver they slide
and merge, one upon the other
till they are all one, the woman
and the child, the poor mother who
had to raise all of those
kids by herself, so I sat there thinking,
considering what to do,
should I move there to be
with her,  to help her,
and will she accept me.
I thought I could make
her dream come true
but instead I made her blue.
I thought if I came to her
I could make a special
World for her and I so
I sold my house
and said I'll be there soon
and not once did I wonder
if she was ready for me
or consider what would happen
if she didn't want me.
She said she recognized me
in an instant by my words
and said she had dreamt
of me and felt my spirit
reaching out for her.
She was forced to lie,
she had no other choice,
so I have to say that
I am totally to blame
for her little game
of saying "I love you,"
and "you are the one
I have been looking
for all of these years."
She should have said
"I don't think you should
be here." She could have
made it more clear but my love
smothered her leaving her
unable to speak, so she could
only seek a way out with
lies upon lies and more lies.
Without a doubt it was my fault
for being in love and forcing
her to lie and laugh at me as I cried.
But now I realize that
I am better off, and see
that it was all my fault.                      Jon  York   2011