The cold night air is letting me see every ragged breath I take and yet you are there to warm me.

The way you move entices me to watch you more intensely, they way you sway in the breeze taking on a new life with each breath.

You try to mask who you are, what you really are, but instead it lets me see more clearly.

You are the perfect balance of everything that you need to life.

Able to continue living even after you have been killed, able to share your beauty after it has been extinguished.

The way you control everything around you, able to take what you need and be able to replenish what you desire.

Your movements are more sensual than the most beautiful dance, more fluid than a gentle river cascading through a valley.

The way you let yourself be found to help those in need, those in pain and darkness.