The fingers of fear grip my petal-like heart
Threatening to shatter it into many small pieces - if you should go
If you should go, just as I feel I am beginning to know you, understand you, and love you,
My roots will no loner get sustenance
Not 'go' in the physical sense, but rather just retreat into your multiple, complex, beautiful self
Barring me from entering your prison walls until eternity
These fingers of fear are so encompassing and vast that my heart, mind and soul are crippled with this fear - the fear of your leaving
You are so unlike anyone I have ever met
The strength of your intimacy enthralls me, captivates me, and I feel myself beginning to dance to the rhythm of your passion
The vibrance of you inflames me, all of me
But the rhythm, the fire and the magic will all disappear until forever - if you should go
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