The fear is terrible
And my heart is weak
When I see you distressed
Or painfully displeased
With the fading smile
Of a withered rose.
God creates Goddesses
For men to adore,
But it is such a cruel joke
To live life at their feet
With absolutely no hope
Of making them happy!
Uriah Hamilton
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beneath-delicate-feet/
