hold me close but do not hold me tight
when i look into your eyes i see light
fear overwhelms me to run in fright
what comes after the joys of the night?

happiness if its the truth of the word
overcomes me in waves of washing glee
smiles that can't be helped but painted
on a face once believed barren

too good to be true an endless ponder
does this feeling come time bound
or restrained by hidden conditions
surely something intricately wonderful
cannot be so simple?