Rabbit Hole

"Rabbit Hole" It was a full measure of fear; were it to reflect like a mirror, I would appear sideways scared of the reflecting form of his love. Trembling lips, my knocking knees, all courage repelled, sent fleeing. Fluttering heartbeat, sweating palms; nowhere near a sheltering calm. Stare at me, well-set eyes of red, fire stormed ilk-spawn, sickly-dead. Deft of me to face you squarely with brave-struck eyes set daringly!