Beauty, With No Name Poem by Ronald Chapman

I've always known,
You are only but a dream,

You visited me every night.
Before I even knew your name.

Beauty, with no name,
Holding, Sharon's Rose,
With thorns,
Stabbing my heart with impossible memories,

Leaves me with nothing but pain,
A rose and my heart,
Makes me see a miracle,

So much beauty,
So many thorns,
So much pain,

I dream of touching you,
My Seoul every day.

Love and pain balance the scale with your beauty,

I turn out the lights,
My dreams of you brighten my days.

I know I will never touch you,
My heart beats with unimaginable pain,

I think of doing something crazy.

Flying on a silver winged Magpie,
I'm afraid my heart will burn to ashes,

To stop longing for you,
Today, I'm ready almost,
To take a chance,

Flying into to your arms,
Or standing at Heaven's gates!

What should I do?