She know she's putting her heart in danger,
As she asks for the love of a beautiful stranger.
The elusive inhabitant of her heart and soul,
You're the one and only who can make her feel whole.
Masked by the distance of a thousand miles,
But still unyielding to inevitable smiles.
Amazed by your loveliness to which none can compare,
But of your weak grasp of apathy, she's also aware.
With great diligence does a relationship bloom,
Saving you both from your anguish and gloom.
Yet from deep inside her a hunger lurks on,
Yearning for more of your heart, brain, and brawn.
In the back of her mind she argues and quarrels,
She questions herself and she questions her morals.
Is this desire to love, something she really feels?
Or is it her own remedy for her heart to heal?
You're the only one for which her heart sings,
Should she be allured by such fairytale things?
Can she really feel love or that kind of care,
For an intangible being who's not even there?
She'll build you a bridge to make one of two hearts,
And you'll both take the roll of a less foreign part.
You'll have no need or desire to change her,
And to her you'll be beautiful, but no longer a stranger.
Copyright © Krystal Turton