My Comet Comes Near Again -

I was attracted to her troubles, her artful exits, her love was terrible, she hurt me in all the right ways, hides behind the tall tree of my inspiration whistling like a playful truth easy to please & difficult to release, says goodbye kindly & curiously as a dream departing under duress, just when you thought she'd tell you the password to Heaven she would scamper away as shewolf suspicious of where she lay or prowling on the scent of prey, I fell in love with how she fought mistrust and 'bad odds' teaching me that patience often rests on hurtful wisdom, but when this woman chooses to gallop into the gallery of my growth wild and willfully, I quickly comprehend a true friend, promises and time need not be bartered for since emotions and experience are the blessings of our bond, as my Poet Girl grows stronger, sings louder, strides prouder I ponder happily that the only timepiece the Cosmos holds is the connection of beating hearts, the affection of unjudging reception, and now, above the melee of my routine I see her blazing towards me again not falling near, rather raising me to that innocent & infallible trail where tears become diamonds & frigidity faints in the arms of faith, her love is no longer so terrible, more so terrific as temptation, however, she continues to sharpen her blade on the bone of my breastplate, and I resist not the mercy of her dangerous kiss - J.A.B.