Her smile is something worthwhile.
For her light shines with all her might.
Sorry this prose is not a rose.
But I must tell, elle fait la belle.
Our Wild Flame
We have this fire, you and I.
The possibilities are endless when I’m with you.
We could gather the stars and hear them whisper stories of love.
We could sing to the wild around the campfire.
We could dance among the fireflies, just like the mountain breeze.
Our light may twinkle, but it will never cease.
Rainbows in the Night
Sometimes you don't see colors, you feel them.
And right now, your emotions are glowing rainbows in the night.