A/N This is just a silly one-shot poem (and my first one at that) about why Sonic always runs away from Amy. It's a S/A pairing so if you don't like it leave now or forever hold your peace. I don't think I'm very good at poems but I guess I'll just leave the decision up to you guys. I think this might be a free style poem but I'm not sure. Just tell me if it's good and what needs changed, okay?

Disclaimer: I do not own Sonic the Hedgehog or anything else Sonic related. All that belongs to Sonic Team and Sega. I do, however, own this poem. However bad it may be I still own it so NO COPYING IT!

Title: The Reasons Why
Started: 9/20/2005
Finished: 9/20/2005
Up dated: 9/20/2005

To me she's like a winter flower,
So pretty, rich, and rare.
To hold her close is what I wish.
To prove to her I really care.

Her laugh is like a sun lit ray,
Her smiles like a rose.

But to tell her that I love her.
Would put her in a line of fire.
For the enemies that hunt me now.
So many that there are.
Would never rest till she was gone.
Beyond my reach in this world.

Her caring spirit sweet as honey,
Her soul as rich as gold.

The pain and guilt I would feel.
If something harmed that pretty face.
Would hunt me till the day I die.
Tearing at my every being.

Her voice as soft as velvet silk,
Her eyes an emerald green.

So running away is all I can do.
To keep her from harms way.
Silently asking her to keep away.
Hoping she stays okay.

Her concern for others great as can be,
Her talents big and small.

When she cries out my name,
I feel broken inside.
When she hugs me close,
I shed tears in my mind.

Her fur a soft, lily pink,
Her will as strong as steel.

But the thing that keeps me living,
That keeps me dreaming in the night.
The thing that keeps me moving,
That makes me able to fight.

Her heart as pure as light,
Her kisses just like sugar.

Is that one day I can finely hold you,
And kiss you like you wish.
It's that the words I wish to say,
You'll finely get to hear.

I love you Amy Rose,
And I always well.
I'll love you till the end of time,
And even then I'll love you more.

A/N Was it good? Bad? In between? Should I never try this again? If you do think it's good, what do you think I should change? Do you think there's something I could add to make it better? Do you think I should do more? Should I stop asking questions? I doubt I'll do any more pomes unless inspiration hits me like a snowball in summer. And to anyone who dose not review (weather good or bad), MAY THE FLEAS OF A MILLION CAMELS INFEST YOUR BEDS TONIGHT!