Her smile tells me everything what she is happy about.
Her eyes shows me what she doubts.
But I will always be there to help her out.
Her gentle soul is as strong as the winds.
She seeks for a tresure, a type of gift.
When she drinks, she sings.
Her hair is unique, and mysterious.
As I connect with her my mind stays curious.
But I cannot help my self to say that she is absolutely beautiful
When she's serious.
I am curious, curious to know what she thinks.
About her self.