troubled poem, but be not troubled: it was not a love affair, but only 'strictly business'.


The fortune hunter



She will capture you, seduce you and destroy you
like a vampire and as convincingly,
and you will only recognize the danger and the risk
by really getting caught and actually succumb and fall
most willingly to the seduction,
which will be most thorough,
once you see the trap and are locked up in it.
The only thing to do next is to recognize the ruin and accept it,
start again from zero, hoping not to get entrapped again
but painfully aware that you will be at risk
and liable and vulnerable,
and that you can never trust yourself again.
The worst of all, perhaps, is this,
that you can never say, 'Forgive me,'
and she never will say that to you.




Poetry by Christian Lanciai The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2007-01-16 at 21:01

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