My thoughts fill with words I'm afraid to speak, So in my confusion, my lips touch your cheek. You smile at me and I feel your youth. You seem so mature, but is it the truth? And if I would give myself to you, Thus yielding my body as others do, Would you again be here with me? Each time I looked, what would I then see?   I'm living a life now safe and secure, Afraid to dare, though fully mature. One moment of choosing to take a chance Could alter my life forever -- one glance From YOUR smiling eyes could tip the balance -- The love of a lifetime, or only a dalliance. Would you again be here with me? Each time I looked, what would I then see?  by Eve Adam, a.k.a. Harmonic Eve, June 30, 2007