Her lips,
Red as blood,
Have a hint of mischief.
Her hair,
Dark as a new moon night,
Twirls gently in the proud breeze.
Her cheeks,
Pink as a baby,
Make the mirror jealous.
Her skin,
Smooth as silk,
Is a flawless canvas.
Her eyes,
Blue as an ocean,
Are treasures of her hidden emotions.
Her touch,
Soft as a mother’s,
Can make any pain go away.
Her voice,
Melodious as a nightingale's,
Will drift you into an oblivion.
Her smile,
Sweet as honey,
Could make Mona Lisa shy.
Her gaze,
Steady as an eagle’s,
Is unreadable.
She,
Bewildering as mother earth,
Is a rainbow of emotions.
Red as blood,
Have a hint of mischief.
Her hair,
Dark as a new moon night,
Twirls gently in the proud breeze.
Her cheeks,
Pink as a baby,
Make the mirror jealous.
Her skin,
Smooth as silk,
Is a flawless canvas.
Her eyes,
Blue as an ocean,
Are treasures of her hidden emotions.
Her touch,
Soft as a mother’s,
Can make any pain go away.
Her voice,
Melodious as a nightingale's,
Will drift you into an oblivion.
Her smile,
Sweet as honey,
Could make Mona Lisa shy.
Her gaze,
Steady as an eagle’s,
Is unreadable.
She,
Bewildering as mother earth,
Is a rainbow of emotions.
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