Walls are high
Gates are guarded
Words like spears glistening
In the dusky October sunlight
Preparing for battle

Curiosity
Standby
We are scared
Of ourselves
And eachother

But there is a great force
Drawing us together
As much as we want to hide
Behind fortifications
Ready to fire

We are two magnets
Attracted to one another
Instinctive insecurity built in
Makes it that much harder
To attain eachother

I know that we will speak
But I'm afraid
Of what we will say
The aura bland and neutral
My mind is going crazy
Questions
Predictions
Good or bad?

He opens his mouth
I feel the emotional equivalent
Of hiding my head in my hands
Slow motion
Into my ears
Pour beautiful words

Warm
Stable
Secure
Safe