his hand cups my chin
pulling it up so i can see
his big beautiful eyes,
the ones that scare me
to look into.  for fear that
he will see beyond, and not
like what he sees,
for no one has ever looked, that close.  
his other hand holds my hand
as if knowing by holding it I
can’t run away, thumb
rubbing back and forth
as if to remind me he cares
he leans his face in closer to
mine,  I lean in closer too
scared out of my mind,
his forehead touches mine
my nose touches his. I breathe
in deeply wanting to remember
every moment.  as his lips touch mine
breaking the barrier of all first kisses.
I get scared, not able to accept the fact
that he is with me, me of all
people. me.
and Run.