You must see the way her eyes
Twinkle when she smiles,
Or the way her hair looks in the sunlight.
Or how her sun kissed skin glimmers
In the afternoons.
Her laughter brings me solace,
In the darkest of times.
Like a wolf,
She's a symbol of strength and courage;
She reminds me of how far I've gotten.
Though the days are long,
And nights are cold,
She will be my hope.
For she is the fuel that keeps me going.
She is the kind of beautiful
That's not just a sight for sore eyes,
But the kind that touches people's souls.
With the smile of an angel,
And wisdom of many,
She soothes the minds of the damned,
And brings them peace.
She is the epitome of the word 'Beautiful'
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Andromeda
PoezjaI see galaxies within the eyes of people, Their psyches surging with electric beauty, Just waiting to be discovered. - For The People Who Made a Difference In My Life.
