Something was different about this girl,
She kept her hair in a curl.

Her face, her lines divine in motion,
Her heart now share in my emotion.

Her Mind, that Ocean were each kind,
As in the whole world thou canst find;

To what shall I compare her,
She was my endless search and endeavor;

She was really curious,
The fun with her grew fast and furious;

Her weirdness played with mine,
Seeing her my heart always shined;

Her hairs covered her eyes,
She made a promise clear of storm-less skies;

I have lots of thoughts to express,
For which the greater Heaven is an Heaven less.

You'd think what inspired this beautiful rhyme,
Nothing else than an ugly piece of time.