She is brilliant and complex,
and beautiful, it's true.
Her thoughts dance like rainbows through the light,
like daggers in the dark,
like angels on the ceiling.
The whirlpool swings us around,
the savage current tears the air from our lungs,
squeezes our hearts until they will burst,
and then we swing back again,
to the frothy surface,
light and bubbly,
dripping with laughter and wisdom.
A near miss,
but still in the ocean.