Daffodil Latin

Poles apart, yet codependent

They glitter and sparkle, Inter-attraction, wholly natural. They search for the givers, empaths only, lonely pleasures, loners mostly. Enrichment river.

First they flatter and they preen, initiation masquerade, that they practice “lines” of daily, transfixed in reflections surety.

‘They’ say, open, candidly, “I just do not like what I see”, but as my eyes divert from mirrors they peacock fanfare eyes embellish.

They cannot disguise their adoration, fixated on their presentation. Lover lust poised on themselves, to isolate, then to control.

To begin, this is gratifying, a person of standards standing. But slipping in, you’ll start to see, their coldness, your dependency.

Then to souls, lost in lust repairing, out in public, humiliation. “Oh, how the mighty fall”, it’s said, their beck and curtain-called instead.

The frequency of fault then falter, increasing as the timeline follows. Exponential, peak to peak, the sine wave of your mind retreats. The normalcy of everyday, adrenaline anticipate!

Addiction, that cannot be cured, but eased, for sure. I know our bond will never cease. I understand your deepest burden. Must retreat. The curse of otherworldly perturbation.

The stream between, the Narcissistic and empathic is addictive. It is mutually enriching, yet ultimately unhealthy. As the taker, takes too much, so the giver just gives-up.

Reciprocation was my aim, identifying that, their game. Equality a forthright given, caged away, ultimately striven-for, prisoner in heaven, fortunately no.7.

Or not. Plotted garrottes, ‘booby’ trapped routes, promanade suites. Fluke in pursuit, a pretense crime seen. Hindsight interference.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Narcissus_(plant)