Always dancing up dust.

It never ends.
And it's always the same.

I'm shy.
I'm shy like a statue scratchin his nose when no one is looking.

But once in a while.
I take on another form.

I can take on the form of something, or someone capabe of sharing.
Turn turn my black flat turn-style, always but always.

It's never a graze, never a through n' through.
It's a slug that eats me from within.

And the moment it happens.
Once traveled, heavy luggage....always, and the same.


It's always me.
It's always my honesty.

Passion, passion wasted.
Compassion is always the first to go.

Where there's a trace of deceit.
Deceit towards me, I'll start dancing my dance.

You won't remain.
Judge.
It was never lust.