No, I have known all along
that you prefer your solitude
You vowed to be alone
and yet I tempted you
When you were making that vow
I was formulating a prayer
To the Beloved, to fall in true love
and I wasn't sure I believed
anyhow. So I thought I might as well
I prayed and prayed, daily, longing
When you showed up, lightning struck
I thought what a fool I am
neglecting to ask that I be loved too
And the Beloved sits in heaven and hell
laughing at us both