perfect chances

your eyes arouse and your heart evokes
the feeling of something dear,
the reason i know is solely because
this feeling i also fear.
as the sun at dusk and breeze tonight
mean nothing for tomorrow,
the love you may flood in my hollow heart
could likely lead to sorrow.
do i take the leap and trust the love
will it prove its worth today?
or do i turn around and say no more
just to keep the odds at bay?
but chances come for so many few
the likes of those that cant see,
chances of sorrow, for promise of love
are perfect chances for me.