Head held high, mind-set strong,
self-esteem, golden confidence,
a shining light, the key to her soul,
the sliver of preview, seen by none.
One key kept inside, locked from others,
saved for the special, the name engraved,
beauty and love, for one remained,
waiting for one man, shown to be true.
Untouched innocence, ring for truth,
belief by her conscience, is right,
together forgotten, this young promise kept,
alone, now an outcast by choice.
No scars damp the woman's clean surface;
her eyes twinkle at small never-the-less delight,
a feminine physique as a canvas,
and pure heart to top off the mix.
Outgoing to most caring suitors,
but shy to the one whom she cares,
heeding the knowledge of others,
the deepening and intricate dare.
No longer a little one crushing,
but a love that can span countless seas,
together alone without knowing,
the next chance could be the final key.