I find you so lovely

It breaks my heart

On your back grows a million trees

Their eyes spaced apart

As they watch me

I wish I could see you

But my eyes are blinded

By the stars in your crown

I wish I could feel you

But my fingers are torn

To shreds by your thorns

I wish I could hear you

But my ears are vanished

Hidden somewhere in your mist

You are only concept

Not yet true, or never real?

I find you so lovely

It breaks my heart.