Jon: Fear

What feverish fear makes me quake
In bed at night, as I sleep in a ball
Is it dragons and demons and creatures in black
No, those are the fears of a small, helpless child

What frightening terror makes me shrink
And hide away deep within myself
Is it war and violence and massive death
No, those are fears of a faceless society

I fear rejection from only a man
More beautiful than the voice of the siren
More sensuous than a misted rose in the sun
More strong and brave than a pillar of granite

I fear not hearing "I love you" echo to my ears
As I tell him how much I adore and worship him
So silent I remain when he is near
While inner voices slice my heart apart

If I confess my love to him, tell him of my hearts desire
Would I be struck down to smouldering ash
Would I be torn to shreds by teeth and claws
Would bullets and knives pierce my flesh

No.  At worst, I remain alone, yet alive
Ego bruised and feelings wounded
Pain that would heal as time passed by
Shame that would fade as we drifted apart

But what if he returned my words to me
Confessed that he felt as I do
Can I find the courage within my spirit
To take that chance, to make that leap
From this cold icy world into the warm arms of Jon

From Whence you Came