I'm Not Ready

I can taste the hunger in his kiss
I can feel the want in his hands
I can see the desire in his eyes
But I'm not ready.

I can hear the husk in his voice
I can imagine the thoughts in his mind
I can think of what he wants
But I'm not ready.

I'm afraid of losing him if I don't
But I'm not ready.
♠ ♠ ♠
Comment, please.