Oh, he
You know?
Him who i speak of
Who flies and goes.
Wrap his soul 'round your finger.
You'll hold the power of searing coal.
Burning.
Limitless Passion.
Does it show?
Lack of aggression.
She,
Like pretty white snow
The moon underneath that transparent skin.
What do you do?
With these emotions unwilling to show,
And this burning man
Who will wait no longer to go?