How could you slight, Me? Your ego keeps you from, Me. You see so much beauty within, Me. I will not let you have, all of, Me. But what you would give, for only a second alone with, Me. I can feel your eyes beaming into, Me. You crave, you've had the taste, yet you unwillingly waste, Me. How narcissistic of, Me To think that we could just, Be, near, here, now.