Her eyes were beautiful
not for what I saw
but what they could see in me
Every vision she had was inspirational
the subtle nuance of her smile
and the way she could stop my breathing
She was not a fighter
but her heart was born a warrior
as it fueled every action she took
Her voice was so compelling
not for what I heard
but what she tried to tell me
Every word she spoke touched my soul
the feint tone of her passion
and the way she could pause my thoughts
She was not always logical
but her spirit was born a survivor
as it solved things I could never see
Her faith was so enthralling
I could never believe it was in me
Every time I fell down
She was strong enough to help me up
She did not need to be there
but it touched me when she was
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