Irresolution

He hurries home late from the office and hesitates out on the lawn, the mists are swirling like her dress, the moon is frowning down. The music in her soft blue eyes, that hungry look upon her face makes him tremble like a teenager fumbling his first date. Hoping she's gotten home safely, beguiled by her lingering perfume, his wife and kids are sound asleep, he tiptoes through the family room. Bedeviled by such fervent yearnings full-compounded day to day, a strangled heart, a tortured soul, old love, new love - there is no easy way.