Her smile is as bright as the morning sun,
Her laughter makes my heart dance and run.
Her eyes, like twinkling stars in the night,
Guide me through darkness with their radiant light.
Her touch, gentle as a breeze on my skin,
Awakens a fire deep within.
Her embrace, warm and safe like a shelter,
Melting away all the doubts and fears I've felt.
Her voice, a melody that soothes my soul,
Reaching depths no one else can control.
Her words, like poetry, flow with grace,
Painting vivid pictures of love and grace.
Her presence, a gift that never fades,
An anchor in a world of constant shades.
Her strength, unyielding through life's trials,
Inspires me to go the extra miles.
Her love, a flame that forever burns,
A passion that consumes, in my heart it turns.
Her beauty, inside and out, pure and rare,
A divine creation beyond compare.
So here I stand, lost in her enchanting spell,
Grateful to have found a love so well.
For she is the muse that inspires my art,
Forever grateful to have her in my heart.
YOU ARE READING
Her
Poesiethis isn't a novel, it's a poem serie made for someone precious to me, feel free to skip as the only reader that's important is her; however, you are not forbidden of reading this.
