When you look at me
I shake
as you grasp my hand
I tremble

When you enter my body
I cry
for I know
it’s time to say Good-bye

When you say
I love you
my heart
won’t let me reply

You see
I don’t know how to love
And I can never
let go of these words


~~Fiddler
p.s. It's common belief that men use love to get sex, while women use sex to get love. But I just don't buy this theory....therefore, this poem is born.