I am at your door,
Yes, me, the unwavering bachelor.
It's pleasing how I make you scamper,
My boiling aura, nestling you into cover.
I'll rage on, I'll breathe wild fire,
I'll dampen your heart, douse your desire.
Bow coward, for I am your master!
Hide, go on, like you always do, hide!
I'll find you, but don't dare run into the light.
I'll wane you, blind your shimmering sight,
Till you stop apologizing to your ugly past.
© E. Godsgift Joe