She who flies faster than the wind, For the rain to fearlessly around spin.
She, the raindrops, shall continue to trickle these days, But those that know must cover it from trickling down his window.
For he must stay safe and away, Loved by their hearts, Which will bury fire and plant love and keep it from flying away, And love a soul that will never love back.
He shall love but never know She, The one that knows all those that cannot love. For love shall embrace him, Forever, before, and after his last breath.