She had red lips like cherries, blood, and wine
He skin was like porcelain; ‘twas white as milk
Pink cheeks like fruit picked freshly from a vine
But smooth like velvet or cashmere or silk

Her hair was soft as it blew in the breeze
This siren’s song called softly like a prayer
She moved so smooth and graceful, full of ease
One second she is here the next she’s there

Her lips kissed mine so calm and sweet and chaste
This beauty like a lily of the Nile
The clock stood still, but somehow still moved fast
She made the whole world melt with just a smile

With eyes a color rainbows can’t define
I love her but I know she won’t be mine