one moment brave, the next meek
words filling space to high-pitched squeak
am I a freak?
counting on you to speak
knees weak, exhibitionist streak
what’s the mystique?
guide me, cheek to cheek
use your cautious technique
lead, push open the door, in a couple weeks
swinging open more doors, desires tweaked
hinges no longer squeak
hold my hand, to the peak