panie

Oh, celestial beauty, with hair so fine, Focused and smiling, a vision divine. Your bright brown eyes, like stars in the night, Draw me in, a captive, in their sweet, sweet light. Your scent, like strawberries, sweet and so bright, Lures me in, a willing prey, to your lovely sight. I yearn to hold your hand, to gaze into your eyes, But alas, fate keeps us apart, a sorrowful surprise. Your smile, a beacon, shines bright and true, But I, a lowly soul, am not meant for you. Oh, how I long to be with you, in happy land, But fate has other plans, a heartache to withstand. So I'll admire from afar, your celestial grace, And cherish the memory of your sweet, bewitching face.