How well can one describe her?
How well can men understand her ways?
In their closets they think about her
In their meetings, she can’t but crop up as a focus of discussion
As she passes by, they can’t afford but to adore her elegance
With every aligned step she takes,
She stirs up the desire in her admirers
She keeps them thinking
She keeps them searching
For the reason behind her personality
Whenever she passes by
She arises the emotions in her kinds
They wonder how they could be like her
She doesn’t know how distinct she is
And they don’t tell her either
When she smiles
She nullifies the tears of her receiver
She is the epitome of inspiration
With her caring embraces
Your depressions can’t stand but vanish
When she talks,
Gallant men take a cue
They can’t afford to miss wisdom
Her speech is seasoned with preservations
They add a spice to the soured
Her anger, is a corrective tool
Her shrieks, ignites the potential in her wards
When she sits you down for advice
You can’t contain the volumes of running tears on your cheeks
She can sensitize your emotions
From afar, her beauty from within
Her style from without
A conduit for happiness
The run way of sacred love
The elements of a perfect lady
She is really a perfect lady
Molded and waxed for greatness
She is just lovely
Lovely…who is she? 😉
I have found one in Kuks