I look at you and you at me
You think our souls combine
I pray that your eyes never see
That my being wants to cry

And all the things you give me
Your tender, loving care
Your gentle touch I longed for
Now I wish it wasn't there

You told me that "I love you"
I answered with the same
I hate to say, it wasn't true
But I still play the game

I'm loving your attentions
The gifts, love in your eyes
And even though to me they are pretentious
The feelings make me feel so nice

The problem isn't that I do not love you
They say those feelings they can grow on me
The man I dream of even when I'm with you
Is not the one that in your eyes I see

I see two other men, two other people
One is a lover I dream of at night
The other is who comes to me by morning
And at those thoughts my heart is filled with fright

For in myself I long since understood
That faith is not a fate to which my heart
Itself accustomed, and with ease I would
Give up my body to another man's delight

While nothing of that nature happened yet
My nightly knight and daily prince still wait
The games we play, they daily grow more risky
And their hands on me they move so briskly

I know that between us it's but a feat
A game that one of us is bound to lose
I hope I'm not the one that will admit defeat
But either way my neck is in the noose

I sense I will give in sooner or later
The game is drawing dangerously close
To being finished, and my hands are fettered
I know that it's my honor I will lose

Penned by my hand on the 5th of Severin, in the year 54 MA.