Here we are                   Yet on the

                                                    Other hand

             On one hand                  Eyes closed tight  

             Eyes open                      

                                                    Dreamily         

             Wary of                          Succumbing         

             Possible                         To the pull

             Obstacles                      Of accord.         

             In our path                      

                                                    Is this a         

             As well as                      Paradox?         

             Frightened of          

             The threat to                I think not.  

             Status quo                      

                                                   It is but         

             Afraid we'll                    A right way        

             Lose control                 For romance       

                                                   To ripen         

             Fearful of         

             Love feelings                 Well‑founded       

             Falling in                       Zeal tempered    

                                                   By the real.