Why does it make me nervous
to open up and give you my trust?
Your beauty draws me near,
yet somehow I fear
That I cannot measure up.
I'm like a scared pup,
shivering in your presence.
And I can make no sense
of how you make me feel.
Hoping something about me dost appeal
to that beautiful, tender heart
that beats within your chest.
Oh, I'd be the most blessed
of all God's creatures
if, of something long lasting, this is the start.
The arms I want to be in are yours.
So, why does it make me nervous
to open up and give you my trust?
Simply beautiful :) truly love it