IICalm, reserved, aloof, alone. No one I have ever known was in any way like you.
I find I don’t know what to do. Beneath it all I sense an ache, old, deep-buried, but awake…an ache I wish I might relieve
if you would let me, would believe in the power of love to heal.
Almost I am afraid to feel
so much, so soon, so fierce and new—how dare I want someone like you?
I think I ought to be afraid
in this, a game I’ve never played yet something in you calls to me.
One look, one touch—no longer free, my heart has left me, gone to you and all I wish is I might too.
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