She is the fireplace which radiates inside my rib cage My insurance for when my thoughts crash, and we both know they will My perfect prescription for illnesses undiagnosed My introduction to the kid formally known as myself My captain, my first mate, and the wind in my sails She is my
She. is
the pillow i rest my head upon and the director of my dreams and to others she may appear as one number but her beauty, oh her beauty, is pi
oh how i wish, she could here, how she is
One of a kind, like a snow flake. She's everything and more, just wish she was here to hear it