Now he’s moving close,
My heart in my throat.
I won’t say a word,
But I think he knows…
That I’ve hardly slept,
Since the night he left.
I thought I’d closed the door, but you were wanting more.
Brown eyes bare into mine, I can’t resist their shine.
I want to hold you near, but in my heart I fear.
Is this is just one night, a taste and not a bite.
Because my heart’s a mess, my soul is in distress.
I’ll spend my nights alone, and you won’t call my phone.
Why don’t you leave me be, leave me to find my peace.
I only have one hope, that you will let me go.
(c) Winns 2015