she's truly beautiful,
this girl I know.
not in her appearance,
but the way she carried herself.
she talks like she holds the galaxies
in the palms of her hands.
her eyes light up the night sky
like a million little stars.
she dreams like she has no end,
only a series of beginnings.
her laugh is as contagious
as the pitter patter of rain.
she inspires like she is from another time,
a time in which she knows of your success.
her smile is brighter than the
new york skyline.
she loves like the moon loves the sun,
forver for eternity.
she takes my hand
and greets the unknown,
with only the thought of
adventure lingering in our shadows.
xi.iii.mmxvi. 10:16 p.m.