Can’t catch my breath at all
Didn’t have far to fall
Friends say, “Take heed.”
I must follow not lead
God grant me the serenity
To handle this perplexity
Going too fast to be smart.
Time with you has strange affects--
Like running with sharp objects
Pointed at my heart.
Future out of my hands
Lost my best laid plans
No chance at self-preservation
This won’t be my negation
With you I am vulnerable,
But love isn’t comfortable.
Going too fast to be smart.
Time with you has strange affects--
Like running with sharp objects
Pointed at my heart.
Logic wants t run away.
But my soul says, “Stay.”
We are organic and unfolding--
Cannot be withholding
Completely unprepared
But I’m not scared.
Going too fast to be smart.
Time with you has strange affects--
Like running with sharp objects
Pointed at my heart.
Like running with sharp objects
Pointed at my heart.
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