Do not offer me a quiet stream, Nor a gently tended garden bed. Bring me the untamed, the wild dream, Where only fearless hearts are led. Let our clash be like the storm's first spark, A challenge met with equal fire. Not a walk through a subdued park, But the summit of our shared desire. For I am not a breeze, but the rushing wind, And in your eyes, I see a matching blaze. A destined battle where two souls are thinned, Then forged together through the passionate haze.

Your love does not come as a whispered plea, It is a declaration, loud and bright. A sudden sunrise meant for me to see, That banishes the doubt of any night. It is the honest heat, the direct hand, The courage that disarms my guarded wall. Together, we are destined to command A world where our united spirits call. You see the warrior, and not the fear, You kiss the scar, and make the weakness strong. With you, the path ahead is always clear, A fiery, everlasting, joyous song.