whos herself..???

I was her wings,
moorings heart that inspire each step of her life.
Once there, in a sketch ..
She just regular mail to me ...
not even once I met him ...

Never stop ..
to loves me ...
whole-hearted life, even if disguised,

who is herself ...

I breath it, i
t may also pulse,
the throbbing soul to keep ..
So important my presence to her life
the cause of love in her heart,
has raised its true love ..
she's very reluctant to let me ...