She was herself...
Dancing in the misery he created..
Creating dance moves
From her experience being alienated.
She loved him..
Even though his Rose was black..
She loved the boy,
Despite his innate ability to
Turn his back.
Yet
He loved her
But his love would never grow
She loved with action,
With passion...
And he was typing back slow...
She was,
A woman,
Impeccably created
With the breath of a million Gods.
Skin impenetrable..
The very pinnacle..
Still loving against the odds
Equipped with the heart who birthed
The Goddess of Love..
Her power was so strong..
She taught the God of War,
How to Love.