Like the gentle breeze,
On a cool winters night,
You flew into my life,
A vision out of sight.

You've opened my eyes,
To the world surrounding,
Made me feel once more,
As my heart begins pounding.

Your gentle touch,
One that I crave,
To have you near,
And not be naive.

I'll let you lead,
Show me the way,
Through the years ahead,
Day by day.

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Severin, in the year 184 MA.