I can feel the qualm grow quick inside
My heart now much more reluctant
Trudging murkily through each one of its beats
Silently begging for some tranquil release
I’ve got my soul holding on tight
My fear now burning too bright
My fingers slipping through every time I reach
Loving feels more scary than losing
He’s got his arms tight round my waist
Hesitantly weaving through for that feel
His eyes unsure yet still quite wanting
My mind drowning in his lustful agony
Its never felt this way before
A game of poker with immense rips
Dealing my soul to save my heart
Needing to love without a want.
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