Smile for her.
Don’t die for her.
Live for her instead.
She won’t torch your heart,
But will touch your heart.
She will preserve the dreams blowing in midnight breezes for you.
Together you will fuse into familiar symphony.
Tenderness slips through her open arms.
Dedicated ardour finds you in sweet solitude.
Righteous intent ponders she with a wonder.
She is wisdom.
She is peace.
She is you.