Conjecture Poem by Deborah Cromer

There was such wonderment and curiosity, wound together in turmoil
Deep were the feelings that began to heat, expand and boil
Turning into pain and hurt, reaching out to nothing in return
Unanswered questions stirred and bubbled, ready to burn

I asked, I asked only unto you, I believed in your voice
You answered me not, leaving me with no other choice
Tears came fast, tears drowning my face, rolling down so hot
I aked you about her and you told me NOT

I believed you, I believed in you, I know not why
Just not telling me, the silence was the same as a lie
Passion, kisses, my tongue loved to lick your skin
I loved you truly and yes, lovingly let you in