She...She loves me in a way I have never known. She...She loves me in a way I was always shown...I would...Be loved...By the one who was meant to love me.
She...She makes me want to be a better man. She...She makes me want to understand...Why I came to live this life...The pain...that made me who I am today.
She...She makes sense of everything that's shrouded. She...She makes way through everything that's clouded...And then...The sun appears...And twin rainbows grace the sky with color where everything was dark.
She...She births a new love in her womb. She...She lightens up each and every room...She walks into... My life is made a new...The things that I would do...just for you...For she...
She...She is my love, the very love I've waited for. She...She is the one, that took my broken thoughts and made them whole. With three words...She lead me home to our home made of love.
She...She is the voice, that whispers faint when it rains. She...She is the sun, the moon and the stars all in one. She is my true south, as true as spirit lead me here, my soul, my compass, took me straight into her arms.
She...She is the one. My one true love. My lullabies in the darkest nights. She...She is the one. My only one. My highest prayers. My deepest feelings. She is my true south. As true as the divine signs that point her out. The Deja vu's, The synchronous signs that come about when she's around.
- The Mystic Lover.