My Darling Cen, Heaven to my Earth,
You don’t need to prove your worth,
I am clearly blessed with your birth,
For you’re the leading light of rebirth,
A blinding radiance through the dearth.
My Darling Cen, Star to my Moon,
Oh how you made this grown woman swoon,
One thousand ways from morning to noon,
As if were still on our joyful honeymoon,
Our love still raging like a wild typhoon.
My Darling Cen, Day to my Night,
I wish all could see and honour your might,
For few are as fearsome as you in a fight,
Even dragons tremble at your sight,
As they turn their wings and give flight.
My Darling Cen, Rain to my Flames,
I wish to free you from your chains,
In these times of endless banes,
That ages you till nothing remains,
Your dreams are not in vain.
My Darling Cen, Bee to my Rose,
I wish to recall our passionate throes,
Moments scant and fleeting like melting snow,
As I bathed within your warm glow,
For within my womb, I feel them grow.
