The hairs on my neck
begin to stand up
as her blue eyes pierce my own
on the inside i shake
i try to stay bottled up
afraid to fall alone
her hands against mine
fingers intertwined
somehow this makes us safe
just one soft kiss
reminds me how ill miss
her protection from life's strafe
as i pull her close
i feel i may overdose
from the perfection i must ingest
but to say the least
I'm willing to feast
though only on the best
loves seed has been planted
and as if enchanted
thrives in this garden of hate
Now I'll let her know
as i watch that seed grow
some things are worth the wait
