How do I describe her?
When I start talking about her,
I run out of words.
The world around me fades,
becoming a blur.
Her long hair floating in the wind—
makes the wind itself wonder
what this thing is.
Her dark, deep, bold eyes,
beneath which my heart lies buried.
Her smile—
stealing shine from the sun,
and she herself becomes a shrine
if she stands in one.
Tell me one thing now…
how do I describe her?
Dec 16, 2025
Dec 16, 2025 at 9:00 AM UTC
How do I describe her?
When I start talking about her,
I run out of words.
The world around me fades,
becoming a blur.
Her long hair floating in the wind—
makes the wind itself wonder
what this thing is.
Her dark, deep, bold eyes,
beneath which my heart lies buried.
Her smile—
stealing shine from the sun,
and she herself becomes a shrine
if she stands in one.
Tell me one thing now…
how do I describe her?
“To be honest, I’m out of words when it comes to describing her beauty—
so now, in my helplessness, I leave it to you.”