Her
When I look at her
I see beauty
Not only outside
But inside as well
I see intelligence
And a strive for knowledge
I see perfection
With every smile
Dazzling
Beautiful
That takes my breath away
With every swift movement of the hand
With every movement of the mouth
When she speaks
When she laughs
It's beautiful
My own symphony
Sweeter than any melody
When I look at her
My heart is set aflame
A fire burning
Deep
And wild
Inside my heart
For no one
But her
My beautiful delusions
Make my heart soar
Thousands of feet
Suspended above solid ground
When she looks at me
With her so beautiful
They make my mind go blank
My heart races
I can almost hear it
Beating
Beating
Down in my chest
So loud
I fear she can hear it
When she speaks to me
I stop
Nothing matters
In that moment
Other than her
And the beautiful words
Out of her perfect lips
When she's there
The only thing I see is her
The affect she has on me
Is wonderful
Unique
And frightening
I feel
Like nothing before
I feel
Like nothing else matters
When I think of her
I love her
I love her laugh
I love her voice
I love the way her hair falls just right
I love the way confidence radiates from her personality
And I love her smile
I love her
Everything about her
Inside and out
She's beautiful
If only she were mine.
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Breath
Poetrybreath /breTH/ noun archaic the power of breathing; life. synonyms: life, life force
