When you stand out among the others,
which you always do,
I can see and smell and sense your wonderful beauty.
You dry my rain, and wet my fire
for you have the unbelievable power
to make good out of not good,
beauty out of not beauty,
love out of not love.

I can see your warmth from this desolate island I call myself,
ever so radiant as the seas carry your love to my feet.