Baited Posted on August 19, 2018 by Lisa Rosier I’m tempest-tossed, and I’ve been warned Not to extend needy hands With human lips, I have been kissed And yet I’m shamed needing man Dichotomies, apparent to me Ensnare my mind at each turn Baited, and then, thrown back to the sea My sanity, I must earn Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related