finally our voices intermingled after several long months apart like rays of sun through the frozen rain of your strange marriage you know you are walking a fine line between your love and earthly desires keeping me at arm's length and with your embrace simultaneously harvesting and planting seeds to sprout in your garden hidden deep in the forest under clouds of self indulgent precipitation and sparkling stars shooting out of constellation for the purpose of eluding my gaze still I mistrust your voice and your timing throwing me off balance while walking my own fine line between love and evolution away from betrayal of your wife all of this, my wake-up call in a world of private investigations