One little action,
That someone undertakes,
Can set my stomach churning,
Even start the shakes.
I'm quick to fear the outcome,
And slow to lose the thought.
I'm waiting for the shoe to drop,
Though it's not one I bought.
I know I have to let her,
Out in to the world.
I'm just fearful of the things that harm,
My universe, my girl.
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