To the girl who was beautiful and borrowed my soul
I think about you every day
You are an illusion to me, a mirage in the distance
I wish to be a father, have a son, but you are the holy spirit
A serious glare, followed by a subtle stare, moving my lips if i only dared
You awaken kingdoms and bring forth wars
Troy would take 15 arrows to the ankle for you
Eyes as captivating as a black hole luring light
You are the light in my day, you make me smile
But as I no longer see you, my torch's embers dim to ashes