Treacherous Muse, composed on 16 November, 2011 under unmentionable circumstances of late night school and things of that sort.

 

Wand’ring alone, I had none by my side.

Suff’ring apart, I somehow caught your eye.

Living in fear, I could not long abide;

Now in your arms I heave a gentle sigh.

In my ear you whisper, and tell me truth,

But I hear it not, for I am uncouth—

A fool.  The muse grows distant, far from me,

For I have left her there, alone, for thee.