Deliberations On Ophelia Poem by Bryan Taplits

One thing puzzles me
And frazzles up my brain,
Does your beauty
make your name that beautiful-
Or are you beautiful
because of your name?

The shadow of your practiced mysteries
attracts but baffles me,
Suggesting that-
though you seem what I sought-and I care a lot-
If I knew you better-it should be better
that I forgot.

No one could ever exceed you
in your grace and savoir-faire,
One wonders then
should I bow towards my friend-
and though I be ever grateful and faithful-
Will you one day still be there?

Today our days may shine a lot
The sun may beam a dream,
But I'm much afraid
that I be waylaid
And one day soon-after coming out of my swoon-
No more are you that
which you once seemed.