you really astound me   you with your half closed eyes   far far away      and me wide eyed and focused   intent on perfection   what a fool to believe      fiercly wild in the presence of strangers   meeting for the first time   an innocent desire to display your charms      but I shall not see   I shall not fear you   I shall not hear you    call me a friend      tears shed over one's broken promises   blaming the foolish one   for a poem out of time      big child sullen and self willed   flashes of anger   blood red to the core      how easy it would be to let uncontrollable   words burst from my mouth   but why should it be me   to tell you the truth      so I shall not see   I shall not fear you   I shall not hear you    call me never call me a friend