. Disemboguement You woke something deep within me, not at first sight, but the second: When distractions ceased to spin me, my eyes focused; your eyes beckoned--- sheer perfection then I reckoned you to be, and this not idly, but explosively and widely; __doubt and reservation crumbled in a heap. But the noise of my heart’s pounding with its racket couldn’t hide me from the tragic truth resounding that the pleasure you provide me __was a treasure I could never hope to keep. Knowing you floods me with feeling, inundates me, leaves me reeling--- overflowed, but never filled; made alive, yet somehow killed… You broke something deep inside me, __and now every time I think of you, I weep. . . A Pennsylvania native now residing in Colorado, Anna J. Arredondo is an engineer by education, a home educator by choice, and by preference, a poet. She also has poems published (or forthcoming) in The Lyric, Time of Singing, Light, Blue Unicorn, Better Than Starbucks, and WestWard Quarterly.