Angels, they say, reside in the sky,
But since meeting her, that seemed a lie.
Describing her as a person won't apply,
She's an angel, no need to clarify.

Anything touched by her soul does purify,
In our conversations, time would swiftly fly.
Seconds from "Hi!" to a swift "Goodbye!"
Fuels up the spirit, reaching the sky.

Her sweet smile, those twinkling eyes,
Or her personality, appealing and wise?
It's generated from somewhere inside,
Her mind, conducting a symphony with pride.

A beautiful field with a uni-pole,
Her fabulous mind plays a vital role.
Mastering everything, smooth and under control,
Generating a spiritual energy, taking its toll.

From high to low, energy's flow,
Filling you up, a life-changing show.
A special energy, strength in tow,
Passion, love, vitality in its glow.

Not the energy we're familiar with, you see,
But something unique, as precious as can be.
Feel it through your bones, down to a tee,
She provides the equation, solving the mystery.

Listen closely, she broadcasts in tones,
Frequencies of love, and energy zones.
A few hours and minutes, but beyond time's limits,
Moments that resonate with feelings and spirits.

Though words may have been few,
The conversations were a parallel view.
In a universe where she's the only star,
A princess unstoppable, reaching afar.

Late at night, a cover she sent my way,
"Happy" by Boyce Avenue, a musical display.
The feelings described in that melody,
Simply put, she's Mrs. Perfection in reality.