Being with her is like no other place,
Like resting on a soft, buoyant cloud.
As she holds me in her wise embrace,
We say everything and nothing aloud.

She inspires me in her steadfast grace,
As she humbly absorbs my loving.
She sees the pain etched upon my face,
And warmly soaks in my sobbing.

She accepts my faults, her heart unlaced,
Our bind, like roots entwining.
For we are cherished in each others trace,
Our endless love, sweet, undying.