I met you now I'm aware,
I wont speak, I'm at scare.
Your eyes shining, sparkles and love, As beautiful, as a albino white dove.
As white as an angel sent from the sky, giving me thoughts on just why,
Why cant I cuddle you or kiss or hold, Why does my heart always have to fold?
I don't want to be sitting in the cold, When I could be with you, Your name in mold, in mold in my heart, because there is a part, a part of me which longs to be, touched by your love, har-mon-y.
