Two flames.
Nothing else will suffice.
Surface things cannot be blessed.
Look at me as a flame. Not as a human.
A temple onto myself.
I am not a woman nor a companion.
I am a flame.
My soul is a night sky and the ocean waves.
I look at the human as It navigates.

If together, we will become like the sun.
I will not rot in the dark side of the moon.
We heighten our senses, we play, yes.
As two flames, we ought to light the way.
Mystery reigns.