With every word she said
Her thoughts were being spread
From poetry to stories
Her pen couldn't be ceased
I started reading them all
Carefully understanding the fall
Filling myself with her words
Relating every relationship of hers
Some were true some were fake
But my feelings were on the stake
Are the words framed for love
Is she even my innocent dove
To believe in her, why not
No other choice I've got.

- Auldrin