This Love Poem by Brian Reaves

Why this love i feel inside,
I often feel that I must hide.
To keep the way I feel for you,
The things I want to do to you.
To taint the times in which we share,
With such words that say I care.
To expose a heart so such as mine,
Caught up in dimensions time.
Why this love it makes me say,
The reason in which I feel this way.
Why this love it makes me feel,
That should I lose it, my blood will spill.
Flowing away within its' sight,
And take along with it my life.
But leave behind the world my thoughts,
About the I never caught.
What it wills my heart it does,
Inside a world that is THIS LOVE!