You could tell she was a free spirit, a gypsy, just by looking at her. A smile like that doesn't come from a sad soul.

Be an individual, let out the self that hides away at the expense of others approval.

She was like the sun,
She knew her place in the world -
She would shine again regardless
of all the storms and changeable weather
She wouldn't adjust her purpose
for things that pass.

She was a rule breaker, never settling her fierce spirit for things built of structure.

I am a wild woman.
it would take a warrior to tame my spirit.

You can love her with everything you have and she still wont belong to you. She will run wild with you, beside you with everystep but let me tell you something about women who run with wolves, their fierce hearts dont settle between walls and their instinct is stronger than upbringing. Love her wild or leave her there.