Hold me tight. Close to your heart. While I weigh my cards. One is an

ace the other a spade. My life depends at the showing of them.



One is my skin the other my mind. The first one is attached to me.

The other one is to everything and nothing. It’s a dangerous line.

You can step on solid ground. Not so on empty thoughts.

The first one leads somewhere. The second one anywhere.

Therein the conundrum. Either you act or not.

And you place your bet. And the roulette spins your luck. Stopping at

your throat. Opening it exultantly or smothering it.

And that’s the current state of my affairs, my sweet love.

My best bet so far is to be capable of seeing you tomorrow night.

EO