Seasons change as my sentiments amplify
It is a scary feeling that does not terrify
My piece of quiet in a world full of noise
I fall for your subtle elegance and poise
A happiness that is not my own comes first
I burn with desire like hunger and thirst

All of your layers are pure perfection
I was lost but now i have a direction
My light, my sun, my sky,
You keep me grounded and I make you fly
Each month by your side is a moment of joy
You’re my Paris and I- your Helen of Troy