Analysis of A Contradiction

Hear the wasps nearby buzzing
A little wave jumps up and down
A slight tremor I feel caress me
A word spoken but left unsound
Why must the heart beseech your honey?
Dear life, your sweets abound!
Why must my hands bemoan asunder?
Deep in your seas, I'm lost and found…
Hear her cut me with her tongue
A strange past so much confounds
A bad dream that he won't hear of
A faith I muddled and you denounced
Why must the heart bemuse this mind?
That always speaks with such a frown
Why must my hands befit me trouble?
Deep in me see, I'm left to drown…
Hear the mist thicken beyond us
A step taken and turned around
A door locked and yet all open
A poem writ of no account……..