Her lips,
Red as blood,
Have a hint of mischief.

Her hair,
Dark as a moonless night,
Twirls gently in the proud breeze.

Her cheeks,
Pink as a baby,
Make the mirror jealous.

Her skin,
Smooth as silk,
Is a flawless canvas.

Her eyes,
Blue as an ocean,
Are treasures of her hidden emotions.

Her touch,
Soft as a mother’s,
Can make any pain go away.

Her voice,
Melodious as a nightingale's,
Will drift you into an oblivion.

Her smile,
Sweet as honey,
Could make Mona Lisa shy.

Her gaze,
Steady as an eagle’s,
Is unreadable.  

She,
Bewildering as mother earth,
Is a rainbow of emotions.