Cage of fears

give me another trouble

that's what seems to please me

always rushing

worrying

loving

almost caring

and often pretending

like the animals in cages

my next lover and I

will scream for freedom

but will meanwhile enjoy

when they feed us

except

the ones who'll feed us

won't be some external characters

they'll be our fears

fear of losing

fear of falling too hard

fear of rejction 

and fear of intimacy

and yet 

desire for losing

for falling so deep

desire for feared

intimacy.