Delicate wisp of a flower
How hard it is not to pluck you
And call you mine
I gaze upon you like a lovestruck fool
Every inch, a consummate canvas
Adorned with adoring ink,
Tied together with bright blue eyes
I watch like an incapacitated panther
Wanting to launch myself into you but
Something stopped me deep inside
I could never mar something so fragile
So beautiful and wholesome
So ethereal it makes me want to die