relenting to the submission of her smile, makes me weak of mind
all my thoughts and senses are obscured by the vision of her
just being there in front of me, not knowing what else she's offering

her tenderness of touch, the warmth of her fingers, secure my heart
upright, when doom seems upon me

and when i fall, will she catch me in her dreams
hold me and let me glide amongst her breeze
as she whispers to the cosmos to wait for their reply
only then can we be truly one