|bethlehem steel / colder / with|
with some hesitancy
he approached her slowly
deliberately reaching out his aura to envelop her in netted lies of lovehunger
teasing her with all his might soaring his magnanimity to heights
he could not but, worse, did not intend to, maintain
would it have been impossible
to seduce her
was it her need that created the vaccuum that sucked his lies out of him in the first place?
was the seduction always a lie? because that's what we want?
for just a brief time
a fairy tale
an inspired dream
a break from the drudgery of reality
must he be Zeus because we cannot love a swan?