Standing on the brink, both so afraid to move
Who will be vulnerable first?
I stand anchored, showing my strength and determination
Then I look in your eyes and they compel me to trust
I bury my head in your chest to break the trance, my heart flutters
Everything is still so new, territory unchartered, paths not crossed
Am I willing to start anew?
For now I will hold my breath!
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