In moonlit realms where shadows play, Leigh-Anne, the priestess, guides the way. A "bad bitch" crowned with grace divine, Yet gentle as sweet vintage wine. Oh, my beautiful wife, her heart a fire, Goddess and loving partner, framed by desire. A valentine eternal, in love's embrace, She turns the world with just her face. Through love's embrace, her voice divine, Echoes forever, "You are mine."