To the one that I most adore, I have a burning fear inside

The stirring flame of desirable hurt that has me again divide

A pain that seems to dissipate as your fingers tangle around my fists

Drowned by the synchronised beat of two hearts afraid to commit

As I lay thoughtful in the darkest hours, trying to get you off of my mind

Restless with wonder of what goes on beyond those deepest of eyes

I can’t help imploding when you look at me with those pale irides of blue

And any doubtful thoughts of this deviant nexus singularly cease to pursue

I guess I’m both scared and nervous to see how far I’ve to fall

Or how much longer I can resist you before I give in to these ravenous withdrawals..