Beau

Crouching tiger, hidden angel
Beau, beautiful beau
Can shred you to pieces with a glare
Or melt your heart with his smile

With his paints, and gels, and colors
He turns mortals into gods and godesses
Talents belonging to an ancient soul
Locked in the body of a fresh young man

Why is he lonely, I don't understand
A sane man would sell his soul for Beau's love
To be with him for a night
I would sacrifice a month of my life

To be with him for a lifetime
Would I even dare to dream
That someone as plain as me
Could approach one as passionate as he

His inner fire and intensity
Would surely burn my simple spirit
His outer beauty and youth
Would surely blind my fragile eyes

From Whence you Came