deceptive are the circumstances of companionship in the nightlife...

thoughts to ponder...



I met her again across a crowded room.
It was a totally different club, playing totally different music.
A part of me wanted to just lose myself to the driving techno beat.
Yet, I had trouble concentrating on letting~dancing~go.

I was surprised that I saw her there.
That, she was in the arms of another man.



Looking back, what I had thought before, on careless flirtations.
Perhaps I had read too much into it.
*sigh*
But, her man had reason to be upset.
He had demonstrated his possessiveness.

And, I had left early...
I wanted no part of any confrontations.



If I had accepted her flirtations and pursued something earlier...
Would she have turned me down?
I never knew she was attached to someone... then.



I know myself, that I have principles.

I will not eat from another man's plate.
I will not steal what belongs to another man.
I will not tempt myself with that which is spoken for.



But, she had danced... closer.
And, she had let me hold her.
Perhaps we were both drunk and lonely those weekend nights.



Yet, I am glad I had not given myself reason to be ashamed...