This poem was written 9 years ago when I was 18, in a moment of lucidity that never fails to amaze through all this time. I must confess I didn't get to experience this kind of experience until 1996.

It is dedicated to all those who sincerely Love, and do not even attempt to tie their beloved souls to them.

Written on February the 2nd, 1988, it was projected as a Study upon the psyche of a Person obsessed with Power, who disguised his True-Self in order to get to his not-always-legal purposes. This one has always had an acceptance on publishers... I really don't know why. And it is one of my most elaborated teen-era Poems.

A person who has hidden his feelings for the beloved person, finally faces himself in order to get the nerves to let the beloved know about his Love. It can be hard sometimes...