“She reminded me of Ying/Yang.
However, on her good days
That’s when she showed her love the most.
Saturated with hate, This way no one could know of her beautiful fruit and taste.
Who would’ve guessed at the bottom of the well lied
a gorgeous set of eyes that can cast a love spell.
Along came a wounded warrior.
This person has seen it all, done it all, and has been hurt from it all.
Doesn’t care if tonight he will breathe
He’s not scared of death he embraces it
They cross paths and the warrior sees no poison.
He sees hidden love/compassion surpassing all of her own expectations.
He acknowledges her strength”