Sonnet II

If I asked you to take a stroll with me,

would you come along? I want to play a

game with you that requires honesty.

This kind of challenge scares people away.

By the time that we are done you will know

of intimacies and secrets unknown

to my acquaintances and I will know

more of you than you care to share. That moan,

was it fear or desire? Do you care

that I am interested in knowing you

intimately? Does that give you a scare?

Remember, I will give myself to you.

Come, take my hand. Let me possess your soul.

Overlook the fact that I am a troll…