Before We Begin

you should know that I
will fall too
far too
fast for you
that poetry will leak
out from my hands, my feet
into your skin before
you are prepared to
handle this mess. I
will stand on you(r
feet while we dance)
just to keep from
tripping on my own
wires,  and I
will expect far too
much from you far too
early. I cannot tell
you that I am worth
the trouble, because
god only knows whether
I actually
am.
But,
I can say that there is a color
inside my eyes, and
you cannot see it unless
you are very near to my face,
and it might just be lovely
enough to wait for.