She lies beneath the moon, she floats above the sea
She swims between your fingers and lingers in your dreams
She wades within the music of each melodic strum
She paints the colors of your mind into a poem
They say she looks like rain and smells like spring
She blows the wind below every bird’s wing
Her gaze stirs the birth of every living thing
Every love after hers seems merely a fling
A stowed secret, she’s mused in dreams intertwined
Of secrets and love hung together in time
She cradles to her bosom your soul’s perfect design
And patiently awaits you in the quicksand of her mind
