what is this i feel
jealosy amidst
flattery, my
vitruvian prince,
and his former
princess
following my every
move needing
affirmation
not finding it here
but she
searches for it in me
my vagueness
keeps her wondering
keeps him
wondering as well
her appearance
causes apprehension
on my part
maybe his too?
his words confuse me
apologetic or sarcastic
or reading to deep again
i fight the battle
with no offense
and weak defense
fearing that the
wall will not hold and
give way to
feeling like the
former
desperate for an answer
without asking
the question
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem