Her eyes like pink flowers in bloom
Her smile like that of a happiest child
Her skin as gentle as innocence
Her hug softer than puppies
She will make you wish you never cursed the world
She will make you realize that it's God you're breathing through
She will bleed your own blood
She will cry your pain
And when you think you no longer wish to be here
She will bring you back to yourself
And when you think she has given her all
She will give more.
When in days you see no solace
Her voice will find to comfort you in the night
Her soul like daylight shining through melodies
Her strength like storm coming at your chest.
Her beauty without dimension or form
Is the truest of truths
As pure as divine love,
It is life itself.
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