Though love is welcome when at first it dawns
And even when it ripens in the sun
Soon may come sensations all forlorn
A dread that asks us what love might become.
For yearning as we do for hope and care
Yet don’t we fear to lose our private self?
And so to wonder,fearful, how we’ll fare
Blighting both our spirits and our health.
The risks of loss and gain are not yet known
A judgement must be made on partial facts
To be at once too trapped and too alone
To treat the other with both truth and tact
With faith and trust, we show our human face
And hope we each survive that sweet embrace
