Sonnet 4

I opted for the walk to work today
The way a gauntlet treacherous with ice
And baby steps were all that would suffice
And even then I fell along the way
I thought of how your every step's so sure
As awkward and reluctantly I'd creep
I knew that you could do this in your sleep
The path responds; it knows your motives pure
My intentions would have seemed as chaste
The countenance I wore would testify
I prayed the ice would not give up the lie
The moment that I tried to walk in haste
So please when we go out tonight don't fuss
The earth has differentiated us.