Unrequited loveHere comes springAnd when I hear you singI fly to you like a doveAnd what follows me is loveYour eyes are like moonlightReading my soul, they mightYour lips are the feathers of a phoenix growing from my heartAnd their touch tears it apartYour skin is kissed by the sunAnd, oh, my love, Im almost doneBut this poem will have no endUntil I become your girlfriendAnd I have to write about your hair and chestOh, I can not share the rest!My love is pureIn that you can be sureBut I need a cureBecause you my love refuse to seeBut we can both agreeYou know you love me deep inside Stop hiding under your prideAnd I know that love is hard and painfulIt is not for those disdainful.Tomorrow it is spring againAnd I shall slowly explainIf you avoid me I shall not complainI will simply state you must be insaneAnd you do not have the strength to bear My heavenly beauty, which is rare!