There are days I wish that I could fly

I would glide over to her chamber window

and together we would sail into the sky

leaving the cold, wicked world below.

Or if I could stop or turn back the clock

it would grant me more hours, one more day

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to hold your hand, take another long walk

as I desire to be with her in every possible way.

One thing I want more than a magical power

is for her to discover the love I have for her

if she did too, my hear would bloom like a flower

as not being with her feels like a crime against nature.

She has no idea how I feel, not a single clue

how her love can heal, make me feel brand new.