Poetry's Palette

Her<3

Her skin, like the last sun's ray, so divine,
Her love, fierce and pure, no expectations align.
With an aura pulsating, a calm soul like the sea,
She's a madness, a perfection that's rare to see.

Talented and smart, her sarcasm a blast,
Her words could dull the sharpest knife, unsurpassed.
Hurt her, and you'll find your wounds reopened wide,
Her magic, a potion of love, hate, sadness, and agony reside.

She's a rainbow of colors, love her and the brightness is yours,
Untameable, born adventurous, she explores.
She'll give you a love that even love cannot comprehend,
A fire within her, the sun itself cannot contend.

Her eyes shine with dreams and galaxies untold,
With enough strength to conquer, to achieve the bold.
Real, raw, and mysterious, her essence undefined,
Your soul will crave to touch hers, intertwined.

In her thunder, you'll find peace, a tranquil embrace,
Dancing in the coldest winter night, her grace.
Her persona, an enigma, a blend of every emotion,
Half cup of heaven, half cup of hell, a dual devotion.

Which side she reveals depends on who you are,
Desiring to love her, to be her shining star.
She's a captivating sight, a stop-and-stare,
Moments with her, cherished and worthwhile, beyond compare.