Poetic grace angelic flow
Nurturing arms forever grow
Beauty so stunning an aura so unknowingly cunning
Divided by deep eternal love and untamed frustration
Her passion extreme and strong
Her eyes fierce and feral
Her heart pours an everlasting hope that the next day will be better than the last
Make no mistake, once under her spell there's no undoing
You wouldn't leave if you could
The hold isn't by shackles or ties
But by the purist air you could ever breathe
The crystal waterfall that caressed your lips
Wild lush meadows of floral bloom
Darkness of the sky and warmth of the moon