My heart burns with a fire
So hot that it turns blue
Oh god your so handsome
I watch you from afar
Like a moth attracted to a light bulb
Your rustic aged like fine wine
Like a priceless greek statue that belongs in a museum
But i can’t have you
But I can’t hold you
But I can’t feel your soft touch
Because you belong to another
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