New to the Jungle

 I feel so lost in your gaze,
Each moment when I saw you at Ph,
It'd flutter,
Even if for a moment.
I'd try and take pills,
If it'd help me forget you.
I wish I hadn't met you.
Because I know if i lost you.....
I'd miss you.

Like an island,
Divided,
Separated by the waves.
For the moment I've known you,
I've wanted to be away from you.
Feeling as though I know,
But I don't.
Stuck in this maze,
Called your eyes.
Maybe its infatuation.
That guides me back to you.

Or....
Instinct....
Like lions of the Savannah,
They respect their Queens of the jungle.
But why do I fear ?
Is it that we need them?
Or am I just Different?
Can I sense something else?
Other than plain infatuation....

I think I need help,
Because even the sound of your voice, makes me tremble.
I could have more than what I bargained for.
But does it  matter?
I sorta know now....
The reason why I fear.
Its the unknown...

You were never here before...
Whats new to the jungle should be feared...
Respected.
But that fear has a face, eyes, lips.
I tilt my head,
There it is again,
That scent....intoxicating.
Like the sweetest drug you'd take.
Captivating!

Still why do I fear?
Why do I want to leave?
Why wont I stay?
I know...I'm Afraid.
Scared as hell.
Wishing someone dropped me a life line,
Or at least to a reserve.
This Lion needs help.

But there she is,
Nestled among the rest,
Staggering over wounded by my own intentions.
I don't want to go.
I'd rather the pain of not knowing if you'd go.
Because I know...
Why I fear....it's cause'
I'd want you.