I shoot for the stars
into the hearts
of the burning of ours.

High on the charts
is my melting point.
Now let me talk about my parts;

copper with me, joint-
don't make the sparks
as steel would appoint.

Good luck!
I tried to do a ABA BCB CDC rhyming scheme but I don't think it worked out.. oh well ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

~Wave, who is surprisingly not dead