Should I or should I not?

Should I or should I not cross the Rubicon?

Must I into this secretive novel isle venture?

As I embark on a quest for romantic adventure?

Where it is utmost dark and there lurks danger.

I`m afraid of a broken heart- breach of promise,

Ought I to give my heart in a chest of fine pine,

Hand it over to him as if a pearl for keeps it is,

So that he can tend for it is his: now and always.

Defenselessly on the harsh horns of dilemma I lie,

Torn between the Devil and the cold deep blue sea,

I wonder if this game is really worth the candle,

What if it all is a game for him and I wind up hurt?

My greatest fear is that he`ll one day show his true colors,

Then I suddenly will wake up and realize what a fool I was,

Believing in fairy tales… in Utopia-Elysian happiness,

When he takes off at a tangent leaving me with scars.

Should I say yes because I feel the same way he does?

Or because I am convinced I can take up his cudgels?

What will happen when the real me to know he gets?

Shall I have thrown pearls before swine by saying yes?

What if all these feelings inside are a nine days wonder?

Which like a house built on sand falls when storms linger?

Shall they be passing clouds that bring no rain but despair?

I`m taking this shot in the dark- agreeing to be his Cinderella!

                                        
By Tabby Mwangi.