She has a lover
Dark and strong.
In her when she confides
Gives me shivers
 -Jealous bouts
I find so hard to hide.



In silent whispers
Feathers fall
While time stops by to see
If ever words that
Hummed in heart
Will come to rescue me.


Is it late ?
A play perhaps.
The end to know I lust
A loving game
Of losing self,
Nursing nascent trust.


I feel for him.
I hope she does.
Before it is too late.
Her lover fair
Beyond repair
Comes to share my fate.