Paragon of beauty

Do you, by any means,
Know how exquisite
You are?
You are a paragon
Of beauty;
But how hurtful it is;
That so rapturously
I admire you,
But can not access
Your coziness?
Will you come to me;
And pour the water
Of your love
To quench
This raging fire
Consuming my heart?
Answer me
You paragon of beauty.

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