Your words belie your actions
Marked by such easy banter
A total hedonist at heart
As your fluid yet cold smile
Tries to break the dispute
No matter the chill left
Running up my spine
As I know you left
Your indelible mark on my soul
With the cask of distrust
And rapid conversations
Which always somehow curved
Back to your wants and wishes
No matter how many
Innocent grapes were crushed
Under your heels.

Laura R
4-3-03