I scramble for a tissue-

For I feel a sneeze is to come…

And truly I fear nothing but you.

Pressure builds as my ears go numb.

Like a prune my nose crinkles; a bitter sight-

Oh no! Aah…aaah…AAAH! AAHH!!! Sniff.

No! No! No! It can’t just freeze!

My nostrils itch and my chest feels light.

But without a maybe or an if-

I’ll get you good next time ‘almost’ sneeze.