She's a handful that's for sure
And he'd like a love that'll endure

But he's not sure about her at all
So he hides behind an imaginary wall

He's a captive though he resists
His heart's been given without a kiss

She won his love with her winsome ways
He'd like to have her for the rest of his days

But he's afraid to let her know
To take a chance to let love grow

Afraid she'll break his loving heart
Being fragile, she could tear it apart

In his heart side by side lay fire and ice
His passionate love afraid of the price

So the game plays on and no one wins
Their love is doomed before it begins

He'll stay there behind the wall
And miss the chance to have it all

Melva
 

True love is more rare than diamonds

1 Corinthians 13:13

And now abide faith, hope, love,
these three; but the greatest of
these is love.