Rose

her: 11:11, what did you wish for?
him: i wished for you.
her: you don't need to wish for me, you already got me.
him: i have to be extra sure that i always got you.

Woman.

And I hope that deep inside of you
is a sweet, 

eternal song,
and I hope the words are pretty
and that you'll always sing along.

And I remember all female movement so well, 

of such a form to bring much joy and ease much care. 

To perfume and let fall the coloured gown, 

to let down the curling hair..."