Frozen Spectator

Frozen

I can’t move when you’re in my sight
It’s like flying with you on my kite

It feels like frozen inside
When you’re at my side.

Beating fast
Blurring cast
As I see you
I rush
With song and deed
My face was flushed

Seems like I’ve fallen to this pretty damsel
I’m motionless staring at her sitting in the carousel

The lone spectator blooms
Hoping every night I’ll dream of you

Shining in glorious austerity
Pale skin contrasting with the stream of simplicity

Vermilion eyes staring vaguely
I was captivated by her beauty