Does This Light Make You Clammy? I Hope it Does

Rich and cumbersome,
you deem your heart pure
steaming hot on the table,
though you're never a bore
as the tables keep turning,
which they always will do
growing vegetable gardens
for stew.

for all I know
your words
are just words.
Lies cannot be known
should one trust
giraffe's mannerly thought?
For is it not the bachelor's trouble
to be lost in daisy's maze....
or was it.....
Alice's maze alone?

No one knows. No one knows
what to find in you, lest
she hides.
and lest,
her heart
begets you.