She cradled her smile like a treasure owned, A symphony of pure bliss, uniquely spun. She is the artist of her own world, a world which is painted with colours of love, a world which is distinct under the sun.
Just as the moonbeams tenderly embrace the darkness and brings warmth to the night sky, your presence casts warmth upon my world unlocking the long-lost chambers of my heart.
In the story called life, they say opposites attract, but perhaps we are all seeking for someone who reflects fragments of ourselves and carries a little essence of us.
She is like an open book yet there are secrets concealed in those two eyes, one who can read the language of the gaze of those eyes knows that her soul only craves for tranquility.