That face is excruciatingly beautiful
Blinding as platinum confetti
For the new year of the soul

She is my conch shell
When I hear her, I hear me

That body is hauntingly whole
Strong as a steel gerder and just as smooth
For the structure we are building

She is my mirror
When I see her, I see me

Those hands are soft as silver
Holding the pages of our life
Strongly into the new book

We will write together.