Are you afraid of love? of his sweet tender kisses? that makes you think of his face and the words that he whispered.

      Or is love afraid of you? does it forsake you all of its hidden powers? is it a foreboding shadow? that lurks after you day by day but never decides to show its face.

       Until....one day love doesnt hide. its not a shadow. but a welcome visitor with light brown skin and big full lips and beautiful brown eyes that always seem to hypnotize and daze you.

       But love is said to come at a price and now you wonder if this price comes will i pay or will love become that foreboding shadow i knew  and if i pay will his eyes cease to hypnotize and daze me.

        In the end love is the choice that you are forced to choose because even if his eyes cease to hypnotize and daze and his lips arent so tender after awhile. it is better to have love and lost than not to have loved at all.

P.s the way you read it is probaly not hte way its supposed to be read. I read kind of slow and i dont know what to call it, sexy? maybe, but whatever hope you enjoy.