I like turtles.

She makes me humble.
She brings me happiness.
She brings me sadness.
Who is she?

She makes me strong
while making me oh so weak.
She makes me sweat
while bringing out all my swagga.
Who is this girl?

She makes my heart tingle
as a young child tickles another.
I get warm when I see her
as a fire heats up a room.
Who is this girl?

I really don't know, but as soon as I find out I'll try and hold her forever. Just as God is not bound by time, love is not bound by it.

Patience for that unperfect love! I'll have it.