She is a pending rainbow that's hiding behind the clouds in the sky.
She is a warm pocket in a cold, deep ocean,
She is a virtual art form, She is poetry in motion.
She is thunder and lightning in a perfect blue horizon,
She is a delicate wildflower growing in a plush green field, one that is mesmerising.
She is an unexpected smile on a lonely day,
She is instant relief when things aren't going your way.
She is a suprising hint of sweetness when you are expecting something sour,
She is a timeless friend, She is an immortal flower.
She is more than what meets the eye,
She is a breath of fresh mountain air, causing one to exhale a relieving sigh.
She is full of substance, empathy, wisdom and kindness,
She contains infinite layers of universes beneath her skin, all of which are unrecognisable to the naked eyes that suffer from "metaphorical" blindness.