So delicate, and breakable
I hold your heart in my brittle hands
So pure, so clean
Why do you allow me to care for you?
Such a strange, beautiful creature you are
And I
My old soul, tainted with sin

Your mesmerizing dance, taunting my everything
A poisonous butterfly, brushing my cheek
I grab you, in despair
But you wilt
You fall
You cease to exist

I’d rather die a painful death,
Or burn in the pits of hell
Feel the scalding burns on my body
Than hurt one as you
My empty self
My empty, worthless, pitiful self
Seeing you alive for even the slightest moment
Only knowing that
I can go on living

For you to enchant the lives of others
For eternities to come
You will live

Poisonous, and deadly as you are beautiful
Those graceful movements
Even if for only a brief moment
Something untouchable
Yet
If only for a brief moment
Only knowing that
I can go on living