The way her hair lays like brush strokes on her shoulders The way her lips curl at the edges as she says my name, wrapping each letter warmly before passing it like a kiss to my ears The way her eyes catch the sunlight, blooming into a beautiful sunrise around the galaxy of her pupils The way her entire being just radiants some beauty unknown to mortal men
If I could describe her, it would go as follows
Imagine, it's early summer The trees are green and bright with life The earth flows vibrantly with flowers It has been raining for days now How ever the rain has lifted A beautiful golden sun reveals itself from behind the clouds and sets the world a blaze with it's temperant warmth You walk out your front door into a fresh, clean breeze And just then