I feel the breath catch in my chest,
and the chill of fingers down my spine.
At the sound of the full voice,
of the love I know is mine.

My eyes don't see him yet,
but I know he is there.
Trying not to glance my way,
or reach out and touch my hair.

This struggle, this game we play,
fighting against a need so true.
To hug, to kiss, to speak it out loud,
declaring our love, real and new.  

My face is flushed and warm,
when I think of his hands on me.
Not knowing when or where,
just certain it will be. 

So I pray for patience,
and understanding from above.
For I have never been,
so very much in love.