barbed wire

I doubt I'll ever forget 

the way you grabbed me as I left the bar

you were talking to your bearded friend

but you grabbed me & pulled me in

"you're leaving?" 

I was sort of startled, but more than pleased

I loved the way you embraced me

a tinge of control entangled with desperation

every night since then the theme was hesitation

I grew weary of waiting

so short those months & so ardent

you stayed on the other side of your barbed wire

and here I remain, dancing in blue fire