This poem became a kind of culmination, bringing together so many of the names and images I've used throughout the collection. She's my beloved (Poem 29), blessed from above (theological theme), my princess (Sweet Delight), lover to the tenth degree (the highest degree possible), the Dainty Daisy (Poem 16), the Lovely Lady (Poem 13). She holds my heart, she's the object of my dreams, she's the beautiful woman the world sees but always the Lovely Lady to me. When we're apart, daydreams keep me company—I'm literally imagining being with her, and those visions are so vivid they feel true. But the biggest metaphor section was new: I'm never fully balanced without her (echoing "Balance with Precision"), she's the perfect weight that matches me, the wings that lift me up. Then I expanded even further: she's the blue sky I soar in (freedom, expansiveness, possibility), she's the ocean that sails my ship (she's not just on the ship with me—she IS the ocean, the entire environment I travel through). She captains my heart (she's in command) and navigates my soul (she guides me) to the place we come together—and that destination is like a beach where we bask in the sunshine of our warming love. It's journey and destination, movement and rest, adventure and peace, all in one.