Your face a treasure,
I cannot touch.
Your arms a heaven,
that is not mine.
Your eyes jewels,
that richen my dream,
Your voice is as beautiful,
as a velvet sunset.
Your mind locked,
and I hold no key.
You're a child on Christmas morn,
A teddy bear in my most
threatening dream,
A tender first kiss,
You're a guy I'm really going to miss.
