Her smile is sacred,
It’s the celebration of creation’s evening,
Reflecting the birth and collapse of the universe.
In it we are born, created in every single instant.
Here words are lethal yet, beautifully crafted,
They melt in my heart all that is troubled, frozen
And lost, my North Star,
When she said the words that mattered the most, “You, and only you”,
And together we would build an empire of mist and shadow.