She is my soul,
When I lose myself.

She is my sun,
When clouds invades the sky.

She is my star,
When the others are far away from me.

She is my favorite sound,
When no music calms me down.

Her voice's the heaven's voice,
When the others are screaming.

Her mouth is my favorite poem,
When I kiss her i read Robert Frost's poems.

She is my first one,
And the last.