And so it had begun that frightful flutter in my heart I had long dreaded it feeling the responsibility to great. Feeling myself not ready no more was I now. To take another human’s heart in your hands and freely give them yours? Madness, sheer insanity. "Do not awaken love until she please." wasn’t that in the bible somewhere? To late now to wait for loves delicate advances. full blazing passion was in my vains now. I couldn’t stop the race of it to my heart even if I wanted to Madness, sheer insanity.
Was just playing around with this one, it doesn't have any personal meaning. So kind of like a fiction poem. It's not even that good.