Time pulsates as i breathe
Reality is what i choose to believe
Stomach churning
Butterflies whirling
You grace me with your prescence
Everything else is so mundane
Except you, such a wonderful sight
You dazzle like the rain
Dance like the northern lights
Shine like the moon on a clear night
And yet i can't hold you
Not even with all my might
You are like a museum piece
A sight to behold
Cannot be touched, cannot be sold
There is nothing to do
But appreciate what i can't hold