Profferance
Your resplendent words, scented with desire
Wrapped in phrases I longed to believe.
For all I heard, presented as though for hire;
letting us be decadent, I've allowed deceit...
Understanding was not unnamed for me
only wanting, needing, and lusting for you
Benevolence sought to be maintained, rightfully,
I was undaunting, free, and trusting clear through -
Revisited circumstances which echo with shame,
invited your disrepect. I have been used.
Illicit romances shall harbor all blame;
in spite of intellect, one may fall for the ruse...
What was there to gain, that I should lose face?
Bereft now of solace, the truth opens wings -
you may disdain, but my heart was placed
adrift in the locus where foolish hoping sings...
Disingenue, you command so eloquently -
visions were summoned, you design to enchant!
Equanimity undone: your hand, the Pharisee -
Derision has pummeled; benign love you supplant.
K.E.C., October, 1995