She has an aura of pure white,
Like bright stars hovering over the calm moonlight.

She has wings that speak of radiant joy,
Each time i imagine them i feel serene similar to that of a little boy.

She walks with grace and beauty,
Her smile attracts people and bystanders making them and me happy.

Her voice lay soft and silent,
Her face ever calm and ever patient.

Yet why does she smile with sadness on her eyes,
Why does she laugh when all i can hear is her cries.

She stands with pride looking so tall,
Yet from the looks of it she's down and ready to fall.

She acts so strong but deep inside her is an agonizing pain,
She has a cut so deep she must've poured tears equivalent to rain.

Yet her life still burns like fuel to fire,
I see a woman whose will to succeed grows higher and higher.

Only time can cure the wounds in her heart,
Not a man who's broken from the very start.

I only wish she sees what i see beneath her emotional disguise,
I only hope she knows someone here loves her before i say my goodbyes.