Beauty

you who are most beautiful
as you look into my eyes
I fear the beauty
and I fear the angel's cries

cursed coward's heart
collapsing down on me
never knowing life
or what I'm meant to be

I hear the words
of a poem in your soul
tell them to the world
like the lights burn bright and slow

If I could kiss your fingers
and let all of heaven know
I beg your friendship
and I ask you not to go