In the purity of her heart was born a rose know by no other name than this I call her little one,
Purity, As the rain-washes her pain and the sun bakes her thorns
Purity, So the wind wraps her in its arms and the hard earth defiles her
Purity, To most she is wonderess, to herself she is weakness,
Purity, To One, she is magnificent
Purity, With the One she is humbled,
Purity, When the Master is gone she is bold,
Purity, When the One is near she is complete,
Purity, What selflessness she teaches him, the One,
Purity, Too know the fullness of her sole,
Purity, Feeling the depth of her sole shine makes him the One,
Purity, There is no hiding place there is not shelter from his storm,
Purity, Her heart brings the master close,
Purity, Her sprit teaches him to live,
Purity, His hand brings her the pleasure of her pain,
Purity, Her sacrifice put pleasure to her test,
Purity, The harder she tried to resist him the weaker she seams to be,
Purity, The more she gives him the more thankful he will be,
Purity, Her pleasure he holds dear,
Purity, Withholding her pleasure is for her pleasure
Purity, With the one she knows his love is guileless
With little one the One knows her love is his gift
I love you Bella,
Xoxo Sir_Catch_a_Fire
