Her eyes, masterpieces of art,
Sweet like blueberries, cheeks of cherry, playing a part.
Good looks and smart, a sweetheart,
Changed the parameters, beauty redefined from the start.

At first, she seemed imaginary,
From another world, another dimension, quite contrary.
Capturing attention, breaking down walls, no adversary,
An expert in every direction, a world-class visionary.

Walked every corner, a performer,
Fell and felt like a beginner,
Turning tables, not always a winner.
Losing for her is still a victory, a love spinner.

It's not always about numbers or what you weigh,
A sketch colorful even if it started grey.
Never about the start, it's the end of the way,
A rose fallen from paradise, heaven's display.

She's from heaven, describing her imprecise,
A chance at precision, a glance would suffice.

Grey, a miserable day,
When she's away,
Heart refuses to sing or play.
Smile takes a holiday,
Time suffering a slow delay.

Living in a soulless way,
She touches something in your soul.
When she's there, something beautiful unfolds,
Like the moment before a goal.

Her eyes, a captivating spell,
With one look, into them, you dwell.
They fly you to the moon,
Most adorable eyes, a precious boon.

In other words, they color your life,
The most beautiful in the universe, beyond any strife.
When she's away, you feel low,
Day turns grey because she's your rainbow.

Colors life, colors your world,
In her absence, a monochrome swirl.

A thought of her sets me on fire,
In my heart, a growing desire.
Butterflies, a singing choir,
My joy supplier.

Every beep of my notifier,
Wishing it's her, my joy amplifier.
Adorable smile, magical twinkling eyes,
Captivating from a mile.

A year passes, feels like a while,
Dreaming of her every bedtime mile.
Falling every morning and night,
Tradable with nothing, her smile's light.

Innocence in her smile conveys,
Her face not made to frown, always.
Whatever it takes to keep,
Her angelic smile, precious and deep.

She smiles a silent tune,
Beautiful as a full moon.
Scented with an odorless perfume,
Wonderful like a blossom in bloom.

Simply, she is awesome,
A living daydream, so fearsome.

She's in the charm of Hagia Sophia's interior,
Finesse of Alhambra's palace gardens, a visual superior.
Far surpassing Andalusia's arches,
Her laughter, the cheer of gothic stained glass marches.

Beauty drawn with Islamic decoration's details,
Prettier than any in worldly trails.
Her eyes, a meditation's peaceful retreat,
Outshining the Greek Parthenon's seat.

Combining Doric simplicity with Corinthian glamour,
Marvelous as the Pantheon's interior.
In blue and yellow Arab decorative geometry,
Her name whispered gently, a silent symphony.

Look, search, and see,
She's the masterpiece of the past centuries, undoubtedly.

She gives me that feeling,
Beyond my ceiling, so appealing.
Totally endearing, admiration revealing,
Her gorgeous smile, always in style.

Combining purity of a white Lily,
Scented Tulip, and an artistic pink Rose so frilly.
Elegance of Saffron, grace of Jasmine,
Gentleness of Daisy, innocence, and hymn.

Beauty of a million Alyssum,
With the simplicity of a dark purple Violet's kingdom.
Not sure if I've captured her essence yet,
But she lives in every happy thought I get.

Her eyes, stars from outer space,
One look, a journey with no trace.
Heart plays rhythms, quickens its pace,
Helpless smiling, a wondering embrace.

Thought you were stronger, but not the case,
Surrender to her eyes, your only brace.
Close as in cold winters to a fireplace,
Her hair falling with elegance and grace.

Stylishness of flowers in a vase,
All the comfort in the world she can embrace.
Erasing memories, keeping only that look on her face,
Sweeter than desserts, muffins, brownies, and chocolate cakes.

Crossing oceans, seas, and lakes,
Diamonds in front of her break into flakes.
Traveling through the Milky Way,
Wishing upon a shooting star, a hopeful array.

A rocket, an astronaut, or a telescope to keep,
Looking at her eyes, a journey so deep.

Angels, they say, reside in the sky,
But since meeting her, that seemed a lie.
Describing her as a person won't apply,
She's an angel, no need to clarify.

Anything touched by her soul does purify,
In our conversations, time would swiftly fly.
Seconds from "Hi!" to a swift "Goodbye!"
Fuels up the spirit, reaching the sky.

Her sweet smile, those twinkling eyes,
Or her personality, appealing and wise?
It's generated from somewhere inside,
Her mind, conducting a symphony with pride.

A beautiful field with a uni-pole,
Her fabulous mind plays a vital role.
Mastering everything, smooth and under control,
Generating a spiritual energy, taking its toll.

From high to low, energy's flow,
Filling you up, a life-changing show.
A special energy, strength in tow,
Passion, love, vitality in its glow.

Not the energy we're familiar with, you see,
But something unique, as precious as can be.
Feel it through your bones, down to a tee,
She provides the equation, solving the mystery.

Listen closely, she broadcasts in tones,
Frequencies of love, and energy zones.
A few hours and minutes, but beyond time's limits,
Moments that resonate with feelings and spirits.

Though words may have been few,
The conversations were a parallel view.
In a universe where she's the only star,
A princess unstoppable, reaching afar.

Late at night, a cover she sent my way,
"Happy" by Boyce Avenue, a musical display.
The feelings described in that melody,
Simply put, she's Mrs. Perfection in reality.