Sonnet cascade in December 1

the loss of anonymity


Temptation was so close to me, and yet
I did not say her name; she was so near
that just a whispered word would certain let
her be aware where I was placed; but fear
prevented my advances then and there --
but I am not completed; I will find
the moment I will have a chance to stare
into her eyes to look into her mind,
then ascertain what she remembers and
perceive the person that she thinks I am.
For I will not coerce, or more, demand
an answer for her actions and the sham
of interest she conveyed -- I truly just
want her to know that I can hold her trust.