It goes like this <br />She offers her hand <br />You take it, she <br />Pulls back, says <br />“It’s not that cold” <br /> <br />She offers her eye <br />You catch it, she <br />Takes it back, says <br />“Keep your eye on the road” <br /> <br />She offers her heart <br />You take it, she <br />Lets you hold her, says <br />“I’m dying”<br /><br />Ben Paynter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-trouble-with-love/
