In a meadow kissed by dawn’s embrace,
She walks with grace, her steps a gentle trace.
Her laughter, like a symphony, fills the air,
A melody of joy, beyond compare.
Eyes that twinkle with stars from the night,
Capturing dreams, in their gentle light.
Her smile, a sunrise that warms the soul,
Making the broken pieces whole.
Her hair, a cascade of silken strands,
Flows like rivers through golden sands.
Her presence, a balm to weary hearts,
In her essence, all beauty imparts.
She dances with the wind, so free and wild,
Innocence of heart, like that of a child.
Yet wisdom in her gaze, deep and profound,
In her, my dream girl, true love I’ve found.
In the garden of my mind, she blooms so bright,
A vision of pure love, my guiding light.
With every thought, my heart does swirl,
In dreams and waking, she is my world.
She walks with grace, her steps a gentle trace.
Her laughter, like a symphony, fills the air,
A melody of joy, beyond compare.
Eyes that twinkle with stars from the night,
Capturing dreams, in their gentle light.
Her smile, a sunrise that warms the soul,
Making the broken pieces whole.
Her hair, a cascade of silken strands,
Flows like rivers through golden sands.
Her presence, a balm to weary hearts,
In her essence, all beauty imparts.
She dances with the wind, so free and wild,
Innocence of heart, like that of a child.
Yet wisdom in her gaze, deep and profound,
In her, my dream girl, true love I’ve found.
In the garden of my mind, she blooms so bright,
A vision of pure love, my guiding light.
With every thought, my heart does swirl,
In dreams and waking, she is my world.
