Don't say I've pushed you away dear.
That's a privilege I never had.
I've never allowed you that near.
Because I knew you'd make me sad.
Attracted like a bee to honey was I.
A strong handsome lad like you.
Afraid you could make me cry,
It's better that I never knew.
I sensed in you a burning like fire
To rescue damsels in distress.
I'd end up on a funeral pyre
With flames weaving me a dress.
So I stood back and watched you dance.
No need to end what I didn't start.
Something you just don't chance
If you want to hold on to your heart.
© By Swampetta (SWAMPETTA@aol.com)
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