Music without instrument,
Just a band of choirs with
Mellifluous voices,
Up in the stage very
Tantalizing,
Taking millions attention,
As I myself couldn’t get enough.

Her beauty is like ACAPELLA,
Beauty without any cosmetic,
I hope this pale blue eyes would
Not blind me,
Cause this beauty is really a rare gem.

Tell the sun to go on vacation,
Cause I found her replica,
The beauty no wealth can buy,
That, that no king can place embargo on,
This beauty no poet can describe, hence
Making the poet lose his rhythm,
No artist can paint,
Photographer’s camera in protest.

The beauty no tears can dare,
Pure beauty that will make lose your appetite,
Your beauty without make up,
This indeed is a rare gem,

To her who never notice me,
And I never asked her name..