Tuesday, December 4, 2012


I don't love you
I'm not sure whether I can
I'm warmed by all of your beauty
But this is as close as I'll stand

Just an arm's length away
Our hands ready to touch
I smile looking into your eyes
But my heart hesitates and whispers 
"this may be too much"

So I withdraw and recede
Pulling back like the waters of the tide
I leave the shores of what we can be barren
Within the unborn crests of the churning ocean of my soul 
I hide