Your gentle touch brings tears to my eyes;
but I don't want to cry.
The way you touch me sets my body on fire;
but I don't want to get burned.
I want all of you;
but I don't want to need you.
I look for you in crowds,
hoping I see you
I want to give you all of me,
but I hesitate at the last minute.
I will always let you go,
even when I want you to stay.
You tear down my walls of self-preservation,
as I fight to keep them in place.
The possibility of hurt
keeps my mind saying no.
The need for my heart to love
keeps my mouth saying yes.
Your every move and touch
leaves me breathless,
but I am scared to exhale.
I love the way you make me feel,
but I fear the power you have over me.
I know what I want
but I don't know if I can have it.
And if I can; can I keep it?