By the guppy
Date: 24 November 1999

secret service

i know a girl who's beauty is nearly more than i can handle
i can't say it though
my feelings form a scandal if they're live
i can't believe it sometimes
it all seems so unfair
i guess that's life
the faithful flirting of the fairest
she is cherished
she is torn
and i am watching her unfold her wings
watching her be born
borne to other things
i will be there with her until she heals anew
and bids adieu
i'll do my best to be the best i can
to be a man
not let my feelings jade my view
not let emotions alter actions
just a secret service
for another heart
that's torn apart from parting with her everything
i have been there before
i know about the fear
when all that's dear to you goes walking out the door
and falls to other arms
i can relate to sadness
i know the grasp of lonely
i do not like it much
but i would choose to be the only one to ever feel it's touch
if i could do it
i would take it from each broken heart
wind it into words
make some beauty of the emptiness
and send each lover bravely to the world
completely healed
it is an awkward feeling
attraction to a hurting beautiful person
anyone could be her lover
play fatal hands to get her under covers
i see her pain
and perhaps that makes her beautiful
i know she needs to heal
i know she needs a friend without intentions
i am practicing prevention for the good of her
telling her that love is never simple
but doesn't have to be as hard as what she knows
offering an ear to listen
i'm caring for the sake of it
and nothing more
i feel attraction
but i'll forsake that if i can do her just a little good