She had amazing beauty
grace, perfection, and a quiet heart
Her lips were subtle
often unmoving
but capable of a most remarkable smile
Her hands were slight
with rounded fingertips
that somehow touched my soul
Her voice was was intoxicating
a friendly reminder
of simply hearing a pleasing hope
Her eyes were consuming
a gaze so enveloping
that I lost myself within them
Her heart was inspiring
somewhere it held me tightly
so wonderous that someone could love me
and I the mirror
so hopeful, always meeting her gaze
simply wanted her to never leave
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