DO MY LIPS DARE TO TOUCH YOURS?

As I stand over you looking into your eyes, I ask myself:
Do my lips dare to touch yours?
Or would such an event be too dangerous?
Threatening to crumble the towers of rocks
which serve as the pillars of the world.
My heart beats crash loudly like ocean waves
in my ear, and I can't hear any noise except the sound of your breathing

and the silent look of your eyes into mine.
Do you want to kiss me too?
I think you do.
I think your lips long for mine to reach down
and hold them, like an ache taking care of itself,

and the sea coming back to the shore.
But as quick and as natural as that seems,
I hear my heart pounding in my ears again,
and I ask myself (again),
"Do my lips dare to kiss yours?"

Copyright ©2009 Ashi Shadow -1/31/10 on Kiera, fictional.

Was originally one stanza.
I am aware that the last line is not the same as the first instance.
I do that sometimes intentionally in my poems.
Considered "Pillars of the Earth", but I think I will keep "world."
Considered "in my chest" instead of "in my ear"
Considered adding as introductory lines:
"I stand above you, with my eyes just inches above yours,
looking into them, and I ask myself:"
Ended up still adding an introductory line, but shorter.