She’s got a heart of gold behind rotted lungs;
she has brass teeth and a silver plated tongue.
She’s the darkness before the sunrise that you always stay up to greet;
she’s the ****** nose you get when you trip over your feet.
She’s a fire-breathing dragon with a hoard of broken hearts,
and if you lined them up by time, her’s would be at the start.
She’s not afraid of anything, at least that’s what she says,
but her hand can’t help but shake when she puts it into his.
She’s a lion when she’s angry, a mourning dove when she’s sad,
she may drive you crazy, but she’s the best you've ever had.
She’s both the damsel and the knight, the beast and the slayer,
just when you think you've seen it all, you find another layer.
An Empress in her own right, you’ll think she’s got it made,
but she’d have lit herself on fire if it would've made him stay.
She’ll tell her she’s crazy during your first official fight,
you’ll immediately regret it when she won’t let you stay the night.
She’ll nurse you when you’re sick and kick you when you’re down,
but you’d break open your own rib-cage just to fashion her a crown.
She’s your worst nightmare and still your best recurring dream,
her gentle touch will make anything better than it seems.
When you lose her it feels like you've lost a war,
you’d give anything just to dance with her like before.
It’ll feel like you've lost your other half,
which you very well just could have.