My favorite view in this world
Is when I see how she makes me smile in her eyes
In that moment, in that state of reflection
My heart opens, and words I never imagine pour out
She could be my queen, and I could be her fortress
To her, I could be the hero I never have been
Her smile flows over like a gentle rain
Her voice is like thunder, awakening me again
My heart catches fire when she utters my name
In this world, happiness is believed by all, felt by few
Since she entered my world, count me among the blessed
Her humanity is like the banks of a river
It shows me where to go, and where to stop
She’s an answer to a prayer, that words failed to speak
But my heart knew, this was what I wished for and more
The Spirit moves within her, like loved filled grace
She moves my spirit in her elegance and faith
Her laugh sings to me of a time not so forgotten
When innocence was pure, and God walked near
Created lower than angels, but her spirit still flies
High above it all, she doesn’t get tied down to earthly things
How fare is she above all others who try to compare
She doesn’t weigh herself down by equating herself to others
Her fire burns brightly, and like a moth to a flame
I’m addicted to her, a song with a sweet refrain
She’s humble in light of God’s grace
But she’s strong in spite of what is out in the world
Her mind is sharp, and her spirit is bright
She is home, to this weary and broken soul
How can I describe her in any other way
Poets could write books on her, with plenty more to say
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