She sleeps ever gentle on his mind.
Amid his thoughts and fiery dreams.
He shells peanuts with  his teeth, to feed her daily.
A protein fix.
He is enough to fill her kind heart, with roses scarlet red..
Twisted and turned into a perfect crown.
Their thorns destroy her, as round her head they tighten.
He swears he never meant to frighten.
(C) LIVVI