She’s lovely,
In that she’s easy to love.
She’s the type of girl that,
When she talks, whether loud or soft,
Everyone holds their breath.
Because every word out of her pretty lips,
Is as wise as someone thrice her age,
Her smile is starlight,
Her laugh, the tinkling of bells.
She’s lovely,
In that she loves like it’s breathing.
She’s the type of girl that,
Just being around her,
Lifts your mood.
She remembers your name,
Looks at you intentionally,
Asks questions about your life,
And when you reply, she really listens.
She’s sparkly,
Not like a disco ball, no,
She’s not trying to be the center of attention,
But attention gravitates towards her,
Like how sunlight reflects off the sea,
And catches the eye.
I'd be jealous, If I wasn’t so busy loving her,
Content because knowing her,
Is blessing enough.
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