Ever loved someone so much?
you’re so afraid, to even touch?
For if you hold them in your grip,
you’re so afraid, in case they slip.
When suddenly the chance arises,
you’re so afraid, you fear surprises.
Gently hold them, from the start,
you’re so afraid, they’ll break your heart.
Increase the hold to feel secure,
you’re so afraid, and still not sure.
Holds now strong, so why loose power?
you’re so afraid, you start to cower.
The hold you feel was not returned,
you’re so afraid, a lesson learned,
Played for a fool, they were not true,
you’re so afraid, that’s nothing new.
copyright 2009 Mark Curtis
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