I dance with Maya, step for step,
She spins her web, I never slept.
Her jewels flash, her perfumes rise,
But I see truth behind her eyes.
She moves like queens across the board,
But I respond with silent sword.
One move ahead, I shift, I breathe —
Her game is strong, but I don’t grieve.
I smile as veils fall to the floor,
She tempts me once, I ask for more.
Not out of thirst — I test the thread,
I watch her dance, but I’m not led.
She’s Maya, yes — but also Grace,
A mirror held before my face.
I bow, I spin, I play her song,
But know I never do belong.
It’s not escape, it’s sacred chess,
She makes her move — I answer less.
One Truth behind her shifting veil,
A love too deep for Maya to veil.
