We've been dating now more than a year, And I want to be with you many more; But there are things that I've been waiting for, And why you still avoid them isn't clear. What is it in our intimacy you fear? What hurdles of the mind, what inner law Shuts the gates of pleasure just before Our love can gallop off in full career? Is it some alignment of our stars That twists your taste just as we near the line? Some gremlin that turns ecstasy to ice? Or is it some tough principle that bars Affection from erasing yours and mine, Joining us in one bright paradise?