Kyle

Your name is beauty upon my heart and my eyes,
As you look into me, you can hear my faint cries,
My body yearns for you, it craves for your beautiful face,
But no beauty lies in me, for I am nothing but a disgrace,
I'm nothing but a waste of air, not worthy of your embrace,
Oh, how sweet your embrace feels, the way it hypnotizes me,
A minuscule glimpse of heaven, a short trance of ecstasy,
And your eyes, those chilling eyes, in which my heart resides,
They hold the key to my fantasy when both our lips coincide,
The secret fantasy in which from everyone I must hide,
And your gratifying voice, that which secludes my fears,
The voice that first captured my heart, is stunning upon my ears,
How aesthetic you are, and yet I am left behind you, tainted,
So gorgeous, and still I leave these feelings painted,
It pains me to know that I can't be with you, the one I adore,
Knowing that I can't have you, just makes me want you even more.