Love her but leave her wild

Love her for her art

for spoiling you

for her heartless actions

for her unstoppable laugh

for the moments when she's sad

for the times when she's thoughtful

for all her sacrifices

for when she's mad and acts weird

for her messy hair in the morning and perfect hairstyle when she's out

for her patience when you're moody

for when she's waiting for you home with food she has never cooked before

for a smile, for a giggle

for how she makes you feel jealous when other men are admiring her

for spending nights together watching theater scenes while you were reciting

for the inappropriate moments when she feels like writing

for the moments when she opens her heart crying in your arms

for her courage to sing around you even if she's not good at all at this

for her love for flowers even she doesn't receive them often

for her intuition

for working as a team

for her carefulness

for her willing and fear to paint again

for her desire that you are happy no matter how she is

for her respect towards things and people you love

for her power to support you when she herself is down

for her silence

for her madness

and joy

love her

when she can't fall asleep until your fever goes down

for the smile in her eyes when you're hugging her with love

for the long trips by car just listening to music

for her way of inhaling the smoke while driving

for how she changes her behaviour when she's wearing sunglasses

for her smooth skin

for the wild sex and long romantic nights of love

for the energy that has been born inside of you

for her tattoo and her next ones

when she's talking to herself; you're doing the same

when she needs to be protected

and approved

because she makes the best coffee you have ever drank

for surprising you

and forgiving you

for her love letters

and little notes in the morning

for remembering everything you have to do

and reminding you all the time

for respecting you

for her enthusiasm
for her passion for poppies

for being in her Pandora's secrets box

for loving you and

because she opened for you

and closed.

Leave her wild

not because she's too insane to change

not only because of that

but because she's a masterpiece that needs to be admired, not touched, not understood.

Love her but leave her wild, 

take her out from her shell 

you, fascinated human

but leave her so, like a wave, like a storm, to be your anchor and your shore. To be your completion and your reflection.

Love her, but leave her wild... let her be the sparkle in your eyes