At the centre of my soul, she
dwells she is the fountain
Where all of it is brewed
before I float the heavens
blissfully through all clouds that
covetous, I sail for she is
my destination that is glorious

Through all actions and talks
that are notorious, I pass
for her caring is my saving
Grace she is the lyrics in
My songs when they play,
My heart dances and sings along

She is the core of my smiles and
Loud laughters and an eraser
Of the taste of my salty and
Bittered days.