She paints me,
In her own way
Allowing once broken heart strings;
To close and bend around her...

She creates me,
In her own way
Self-actualisation set by her atmosphere;
In the sidelines of her smile...

I'm eating way through my finger tips
And take a walk in the wind...
I lost every part of my soul,
To that look in her eyes!
Her eyes!

She revives me,
In her own way
To shock the cells to breathe new life;
In her touch that renders care...

She corners me,
In her own way
To remain soft in front of statuesque beauty;
In the waves of her focus...

It's stronger than any cause of reason
My favourite ammunition...
I found every inch of myself,
In that look in her eyes!
Her eyes!

She lures me,
In her own way
Into and through pure pandemonium;
With her stare that stays...

She...
She does...
In her own way!