Braille Poem by Alyson Leoffler

Trace my jawline
Ever so gently you smile
I can't read you.
Lace your fingers into mine
Ever so softly our lips touch
I can't read you.
Embrace with me
Ever so tightly we're held
I can't read you.
Our times have just begun, but I fear you are not ready...
am I rushing you along?
I wish I could apologize,
but I'd be lying to you dear.
My feelings are so far ahead of me now,
I wonder if I'll ever get them back?