She

She will be there

She won't let go

even on the darkest hours,

she will stand strong.

Being without her

is something I fear,

and if I lose her

will bring up tears.

She can be mad,

she can be sad,

but she can bring 

the joy to my heart.

What can I ask?

What can I need?

If I just have her

there is nothing my soul

could ever dream.

If I'm alone,

If I'm in grief,

she can fulfill

my mind full of peace.

So I would care less

If I am on my own

left behind in the desert sun.

As long as I take her hand

and admire that majestic smile,

I would rather die

than to say her Good Bye my Love.