There are few words I want to whisper
in your ear
the few that are
are
" I hope this far - we're clear. "
you raise your head and gaze at me with
some sort of - confusion?
I say:
" No thanks from me to you shall stumble from these lips. "
you gasp
" Nor shall I lend a hand when the odd edge is near."
a tinge of fear
" And never, never, shall I be your confidente. "


" Goodbye, my dear. "