• The high tide of my yearning
    never leaving my heart, causing
    me to struggle restless in my wanting.
    To kiss you, to hold you
    to let your heat keep me
    warm in your arms while I
    sleep. Your smell to reach
    my nose, exciting me with your
    very breath. I wish to give you
    everything I have to offer from my
    body and my mind, show you what I can do
    for you, but something stops me
    from telling you such things.
    Perhaps a fear of rejection
    but I doubt that. Maybe as to
    not scare you away, however this
    does not seem likely. So what is it
    that keeps me from telling you
    these things? I fear, it is because
    what I have to offer, could never
    amount to the happiness even a smile that
    spends but a moment on your face gives me.