A whisper in the woods
Spins our heads in a vortex
Of fear and wonder
As our courage is vexed.
A dream of a future
Shapes our thoughts
With expectations
Of a life unfought.
A shiver of discomfort
Down our spine
As we meet the one.
It must be a sign.
A whisper is wind in the leaves,
A tumult of fear not to be believed.
Dreams are just that,
And our future needs work
So pull up your sleeves.
That shiver you felt
Was the cold, not the deed,
And if he was the one,
Then what about me?
Grow up from your dreams;
They aren’t what they seem.