Have you time for eight lines?
One Fleeting Thought – ottava rima(?)
Through all the darkness I’ll not be dismayed,
the tremors of fear will be kept from their start.
I know I have loved and been by love betrayed,
still I open my hands, holding out my heart.
I seek not to punish the love that has strayed,
only to keep myself from falling apart.
I will never regret this game that I’ve played…
I only wish you were the one who had paid.









