She is the fireplace which radiates inside my rib cage
My insurance for when my thoughts crash, and we both know they will
My perfect prescription for illnesses undiagnosed
My introduction to the kid formally known as myself
My captain, my first mate, and the wind in my sails
She is my
She. is
the pillow i rest my head upon and the director of my dreams and to others she may appear as one number but her beauty, oh her beauty, is pi
oh how i wish,
she could here,
how she is
One of a kind, like a snow flake. She's everything and more, just wish she was here to hear it