SHOW-OFF

You're a show-off, my angel so bright,

You seek only glory, with all your might.

And I wait... I wait... for what's to come,

Victory? No, that's not what I've become.

Your love, sincere, is what I seek,

Not just a triumph, but love so unique.

You glance at my pockets, so empty and bare,

And with a light smile, you stir the air.

Your chest, so strong, shakes with pride,

I dare to say, you're perfect inside.