A lone soul, witnessing love
From a perfect vantage point
Uninhabited, maybe lonesome
But with an unbiased viewpoint
As the models breathe in roses
Exchanged chocolates and bears
She wrote metaphors and proses
We'll see the writer scribbling there
As they openly declare their passion
We find her inking outdated letters
While romance is engulfing the air
She'll describe it with angelic tethers
It'd be handwritten on fancy paper
Writing of love, longing and lust
She wrote of many things
Though inexperienced as she was
The sights she's witnessed
And infatuating stories heard
Were given proper justification
With her writing, through her words