Two Roads
You give me roots, stability, and peace.
He grants wings, inconstancy, and passion.
Am I to chose between what is safe
and what is fleeting as the season?
It seems an easy choice to make,
yet I am torn between two roads:
one offers true comfort, hard to obtain,
the other promises fire and no heavy loads.
The first takes work to keep it living,
while the latter lasts as long as lust is burning.
With you awaits a contented life without much weeping.
With him awaits only eventual smoke followed by yearning.
Yet, I do think I saw a glowing flicker just a moment ago in your eyes
as I was enveloped entirely by the security of your embrace.
Is it possible you may be able to give me both, while he won't even try?
You look into my eyes. . . .And a warm fire brightens your face!
Copyright �2004 Surey Rodr�guez