She is the gale of wind that rains my life

Some days she is an autumn wind Other days she is a wildfire She is the hailstorm all women dream ofShe is the hurricane all men are afraid of She is the wind that sails my soul

Lady, my handful of crumpled heart aches for your bushel of affection

Girl, can I sit next to you and see you smile all day? The sunshine this dark soul urges for

In her little talkslong conversationspregnant silenceresplendent smileI see all my tomorrows

Raised eyebrows , Is she a billet ?The smile, a natural born sniper? The lips, a CPR the mystic needsAura, like the moon during the day Nous, like an exclamation mark with a purposeNot an ordinary mortal she is but an incantatory healing power

Her lips like a dew on a red roseHer eyes like a rainbow In every drop of rain walking goddess glistened like a diamond

She is almighty's enigmachaotic adventureI reminisce until my soul cripple

She fell like the water through the stream in my arms. An ocean of pearls I turn into with her graceful touch