"To burn with desire and keep quiet about it
Is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves."
                                            Frederico Garcia Lorca

Unquestionably difficult,
Bordering on dispair,
To non-project boundless feelings of fondness
Whence found something so rare
As love....
Immeasurable disallusion, disappointment,
Excruciatingly frustrating experiencing
The blatant non-recognition.
I need a bloodletting...an explosive
Immediate relief
Of a deeply personal need to voice an anguish
That is perhaps greater than the anguish itself.