Fear Of Love Poem by Heather Rhoden

Fear Of Love



Hope is close at hand.
I look into your eyes.
I can't seem to understand
Why I'm not afraid of the sight.

Dreams are becoming clear.
I touch your skin.
I feel no fear.
How did that end?

Love might be real.
Aloud I am scared to say.
Maybe the same you don't feel.
If I told you, would you run away?

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