It was the delicate lacing of her hair
that fell past her shoulders
and the gleam to her red eyes
He loved water
yet she'd wormed through that old mold,
became a loving aspect
of all that he'd never knew he wanted
Gou or Kou as he usually called her
was also a bit playful
and loved him
though Haru wasn't one to normally worry
and believed from the very sparkle in her eyes
to her ready smile
that she loved him far more than
she loved his body.