The curls in her hair
and the gleam in her eyes
makes her glow like an angel
who couldn't find her disguise.
Her voice is a lake
with water as still as the stars
and when she giggles it ripples
from a gentle breeze afar.
Her smile is genuine
and not to mention contagious!
If she tries to make me the happiest guy alive
she's darn always efficacious.
The stare is irresistible;
it's like the addicting smell of taffy.
The reason I'm so hyper now:
the sight of her is caffeine!
Overwhelmed with joy,
content beyond measure;
I can celebrate my riches
because, Darling, you're my treasure


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