Her.

Her human touch.
I need so much.
Her truthful eyes.
Untouched by lies.
Her heart of gold.
Never cold.
Her unsold soul.
Untarnished by the black soot of hells burning coal.
Her calming voice.
Softer than the running engine of an expensive rolls royce.
Her ambience of peace.
From her will never ever cease.
For her love.
I would walk to the pits of hell to the heavens above.