You are to beautiful
I must leave you now.
I turn towards the door.
Twist the knob slowly and walk out.
Shutting the door behind me.
I stop. Lower my head. Spin around.
I stare at the door. At the black metal, dented, battered up door.
Knowing that there is a beautiful woman right on the other side, wondering why I just walked out.
It's your beauty I keep repeating myself. It's your beauty my Love.