Her blue eyes
stare at me
No judgment to be seen
.
And though a fall for her
In the future may be
I will try to keep
my Sanity
.
Her hair is red
Like a pyer's fire
Although, not naturally
For brunette is with what
She was conceived
.
With her honey sweet personality
She accept me for who I be
And her honesty
Shines blindingly
Out for all to see
.
And so the wooing begins
As well as the battle
Within, my mind
Where the demons all scream and cry
You'll never be good enough
So die
.
Suddenly she joined the battle
She held me in her arms
And whispered "you're enough"
She spread her wings
And showed me the other side
How now could I
Possibly die