She sneaks behind me,
walking my shadow along incensed path.
She kindles the fiery spirit encompassed in me.
People ask, “Do you see her much?”
I do.
She is before I am.
I am her. My nature she is…
She is me.
.
She sneaks behind me,
walking my shadow along incensed path.
She kindles the fiery spirit encompassed in me.
People ask, “Do you see her much?”
I do.
She is before I am.
I am her. My nature she is…
She is me.
.