It is because you are

No, not a temptress

I met at some  smoke filled hovel -

But you,

with whom I swooned

at the full blown moon

...with whom I presupposed

that the plum was a rose -

with whom I slept

and with whom I rose

  

Therefore, you must know

there cannot be

much forgiveness

for this -

So watch me turn :

(I have been  practicing this for a while now)

this holding of my head  up high -

 this stamping of my foot

         and walking away.

by Omukuvah Otido

Rose © Jennifer Phillips