Swift swift swift...

...that is not the title of the two following stanzas but it is the title of this post.

Swiftly sweeps the stream,
and by it I am caught
in a host of assumptions
of what you are not.

Fair maiden's laugh--
Fair maiden's game.
What is fair? to mine
own eyes, thy shame.

I am pretty sure that I have not already posted these two little stanzas...if I have, simply ignore this post.