I'm like any other good man,
Being as bold as I possibly can;
Bold in a fashion of perseverance,
Strong as well in my endurance.
I may be hard to come across,
Because this heart of mine is lost;
It's lost in your sophistocated stare,
Only it gives the feeling that's fair.
Your touch heals my ill seclusions,
And your kiss mends my torn illusions;
I don't get a greater love back so often;
If I did, my heart wouldn't just soften.
You break my solitude and provide strength,
I'm subdued to your serenity's length;
You're so powerful by being so nice;
Why is your love with me so concise?
I pray for an ecstacy so long and gold,
Because I'm a man in love and was too bold.