i don't mind admiring something sacred from a distance

The world is still on fire my dear but I'm burning hotter than hell lately

I practice tenderness and mastered patience
I keep wandering and evading the limerence
but there's hope that I still may find it 

but when I do
I know I'll stay silent.

I don't want to disturb a wild flower,
she smells nice on her own
and there's no reason I see
to call her away with me
into the night where I roam.