She will lose herself in a book
and find herself in poetry

She thinks that religion is a sacrilege
and that long showers are sacred

She makes love when she's tired
and never tires of making love

She is irreverent in her humor
and pious in her gravity

She is diligent in completing her work
and ambitious of her quest for leisure

She is the personification of romanticism
and the embodiment of compassion

She exists harmoniously in my mind

You could crack open my skull
to see the alive pink flesh that carries
my every thought.

You could take a knife,
cut across my chest
and find my throbbing heart
to see every emotion and feeling felt.

You could rip my skin
to see my breathing lungs,
every atom of oxygen and nitrogen
I have consumed.

I would let you in so deep
until you fall under my heavy soul and mind,
but I will count on you to lift me up.