You're beyond my reach
My star, how precious you are, lovely and sweet we were, wish you alone were here. Thee yourself, is the embodiment of art, only if I had fully captured your heart, we would never be placed apart, it hurts like a hit of a sharp dart. I'd walk through steep mountains, for my affections are spilling fountains, no matter how much the pain, those people I hate, their vain, it'll never ease the heavy rain, please do come back, my Lane. Why break the promise? I thought you were honest, the harnessing love, had been set above, like corpses—cannot return, causing for it to burn, probably given, somewhere called "heaven". what we had, I always preach, like I'm a lonesome priest, sadness, is what I often feast, because, you're beyond my reach.
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