You’ve come too close my dear.

I could get high if the sound of your laugh I hear,

I will never make a joke in front of you, my dear.

I could get drunk if into your brown eyes I stare,

Too risky, stolen glances are all I shall ever dare.

Never thought a man could make me shed a tear,

But you could certainly come too close, my dear.

I’d built a wall around my heart no one could cross,

But you’ve grown on harsh stone like green moss.

These weak walls are about to fall, my greatest fear,

Perhaps for you I could face these fears, my dear.