Fear
Don't be afraid
(But I am)
Afraid of what?
Reality, per chance?
My love...
What I fear is not what may be...
Nor what may come.
I fear my loss, if you should leave.
Never seen, never touched, never heard...
Loved, none the less.
I ache without you.
My eyes will not be filled with seeing
My hands not filled with touching
My ears not filled with hearing
My Heart, remains full and full
Of you and for you
This fear, I must a bit allow
I struggle by
But only now
My love is coming very soon
A promise love
