She must be of heaven to exsist between
  reality and dreams and have her face
   not change
She must be of all the cosmos to so
  effortlessly outshine every sun, star,
    and moon
She must be the secret whisper of sleep
  to calm the monster and give its heart
   peace
She must be the hours hidden between
  the seconds of when one starts to
    fall
She must be the madness and beauty
  and perfection of love