Who is she?
She is the beauty,
that’s equal to morning’s first dew.
She is the song of birds,
or like the horizon’s hue.
She is the innocence,
in a child’s laughter.
Or that satisfying smell,
when it rains, that’s left after.
She isn’t just the colour of love,
She is all colours reflected together.
She isn’t white, nor black.
She isn’t sweet, nor bitter.
She is that intangible taste that lurks around
and you are left wondering,
her… how have you found.
She is my world,
even if she doesn’t show
but, I hope my effortless smiles could tell her,
how ardently I love her so.
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