This a poem written to a beautiful girl,
A flawed beauty; but flaws I overlook,
What I see is a blotted perfection, much like a rare pearl
As I look into her eyes, I can see the whole world
Skin as fair as snow,
Soothing eyes of emerald serenity,
She has an angel voice
A simple smile, and perhaps a warm embrace, is all it took,
Thoughts that cannot escape from my mind,
Since then I have been in unreserved bliss, like in a fairy tale book
My worries are trivial, I become at ease, like a small meadow brook
Snow fair skin,
Soothing emerald eyes,
An angel's voice
A blessed splendor, one that even trumps Helen of Troy
Just one glimpse is enough to fill me with joy
A flawed beauty; but flaws I overlook,
What I see is a blotted perfection, much like a rare pearl
As I look into her eyes, I can see the whole world
Skin as fair as snow,
Soothing eyes of emerald serenity,
She has an angel voice
A simple smile, and perhaps a warm embrace, is all it took,
Thoughts that cannot escape from my mind,
Since then I have been in unreserved bliss, like in a fairy tale book
My worries are trivial, I become at ease, like a small meadow brook
Snow fair skin,
Soothing emerald eyes,
An angel's voice
A blessed splendor, one that even trumps Helen of Troy
Just one glimpse is enough to fill me with joy
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