Darkness fills the void of my lonely heart,
Accompanied by a monstrous hunger for that soul
Which has a hold on my heart.

Watching her as if a piece of art,
I hear a sound within me, an angry growl,
Because all I do is look, and this tears me apart.

But I intend to just watch,
To protect,
To let no man harm nor catch
You, not even myself.

For
You are an art to treasure.