Traversing through sacred memories Doting nostalgia with tinted glasses Half asleep while going to classes Reimbursed debut shaken by Aries Nursed you unshaken by parries Quoting romance with the masses Toting kinetic theory of gases Lost in the forest while searching for berries
You'll look and ask if I have seen the dark A knowing look and a loving gaze I'll respond that I had, but now it's lit by your heart When I first led my search I had no idea what I would find, no idea if I could love or be truly kind Led me battered out of the haze My fond memories of our moonlit park
Free form advent for the most pulchritudinous woman I know.