I want to kiss the sun without being burned.
I want to drink the ocean without drowning.
I want to love without being rejected.

Am I asking for too much?

All men are not created equal.
Some are cursed to hopelessly desire
When others are being desired.

It is a roll of the dice.

I want to be moss beneath your feet
So you could tread softly
Upon this rugged Earth.

Your beauty is Devine.

Why am I the happiest when I am in pain?
All I want is to adore you.
This is the joy you cannot take away.

Fly!

I will gather the wind,
I will summon the sun,
I will kindle the fire
To deify your perfection.