Hold Too Soon

Could I ever hold, You, under the light of the moon? Could our hearts ever mould, Our would all of this, be too soon? Maybe I, just shouldn’t ask, Maybe I, should just do, And hold your hands in a tight clasp, For all of this, is so new. So new, yet old, Known forever, But never told Still, we’ll forget but never! Is it my fault, for loving you? Or your for being so true?