It seems his Psyche penetrates my Mind
Else I am Air and he sees Nothingness
Is he shy, only smiling when it’s safe?
Open season Time of Speculation
A sweet loved Friend pulls at my Heart Strings too
Appreciate intimacy I do
Why not stick with love I know is returned,
Rather than seek one that may not exist
Appeal my Lust, long Time forgotten Ex
Whom in my Heart I never really left
In my Consciousness he still Exists
He can still lay claim to my Loyalty
  Accuseth Rivals: “Fickle be his Love,”
  Truth: ’tis not Greed to Love, but Need to Give

 —Daniel Jeremy Perz,
     JANUARY 25-28, 2001