As I am attracted to a woman whose words are like the sweet serenading of the violin and harp. Whose hands are soft and smooth.  Her voice is beautiful to hear; my ears do take pleasure in that sweet sound.  And, not even the birds can compare to the music from her tuned heart. If she could be more than just a friend to me, I would swear she was an angel, yet I have no proof of that. Physically she is intimidating, and her beauty is more than amazing, awe-inspiring, resplendent and magnificent.  I hope she is not the kind to just pass me by, who will quickly deny, and dare to turn away.  To leave my sight  tomorrow, to quickly walk away, maybe today.  If she does I won't cry, I have cried too much I cannot lie, but I do not wish to shed another tear for fear.  My fear to shed my precious tears for someone who just was not meant to be for me, and so I wold rather she let me know and just go before we get too close, and my heart is broken again.