Frustrations

Baiting waiting
Waiting baiting
Frustrations
She slow, slow munches last bite
I waited long to her delight
And with deliberate coy
Lets me wait, plays me as a toy
So self-centered
Never entered
That active me
Buzz like a bee
Instead, slow motion into her own
My impatience soon an artery is blown
Dare I say: please hurry?
Torrent of accusation: Don't worry!
That's true
She'll say: "Don't tell me what to do"