I should turn from you.
The thought won’t leave.
Speak to me in soft slow tones
Tell me to go.
I am afraid of falling.
The circumstance and you
Are not mine yet
I claim possession freely
With the cool confidence that lay
Sleeping all these years.
Ah the things you see
No other has gleaned.
Tell me to go
Now before I fall further,
Before I touch your skin
Again and know desire.

Too late.
Only one thing holds me back.

My heart is full.
Of dreams
I will fulfill.
One is you,
Another you feed
Each day
As you read
My soul.

You’ll save it for me?
You’ll save it for me?
Ah but I adore you.