The Dreaded Gulf of Fearfulness

Alone I stand upon a precipice
And look upon the rocks
That litter the landscape
That's been my life.
Alone I stand, as do you
Upon facing cliffs
Across a wide ocean
That you dare not cross
For fear of who-knows-what.
You see me,
But you look away,
As I stare out towards you.
I know you've seen me,
I see your eyes.
But do you know I see?
You want to turn
And look again,
But you don't.
Why? You can't? You won't?
Why? Is it fear?
Is it not enough?
Is it too much?
You look at me
But avoid my eyes,
Windows to this soul of mine.
Are you afraid to see me as I am -
Just a man who loves you,
Enough to change time and space,
Though flawed he is
And always will be?
Or are they mirrors
That reflect only your uncertainty
And doubt, and fear,
And who-knows-what?
Look at me across this sea
As I look to you,
Look to me.
Look into these eyes, and see
Look, please look...
Trust me.