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Afraid

I am afraid to be in love with you
yet I am, in love with you
I am afraid to be lost inside of your eyes
yet I am, beyond lost inside your eyes
I am afraid to become one with you
yet I have, become one with you
I am afraid to crave your touch
yet I have, and will always crave your touch
I am afraid to enjoy your lips
yet I can't get enough of your lips
and with every single kiss
more and more I become afraid
That I will indeed hurt you
I am afraid that I am going to hurt you
yet I am, more afraid of hurting myself.

Marcia S. McNeill © 2015

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