She strolls in and time stands still, the room begins to glow, air gets aromatic, sceneries on the wall come to life and my heart starts dancing . An aura of grace escorts her and charm genuflects. She unveils the creator's mastery and unfolds chapters of enchantment. Her fingers move acoustically and her look is musical. Fairies feel shy and pixies envy her. Stars shine and flowers bud to her smile. She heats my heart and stirs my soul. How can I keep my heart and how can I maintain my vanity? She is crazily cute and superlatively attractive.
Not only is she beautiful but also tremendously intelligent, wise and witty. She speaks with flowers and her smile is fragrant. Little stars in her eyes swirl my soul and her touch soars me above the sky of sagacity.
What’s more beautiful is her attitude. She knows she is phenomenally beautiful yet chooses to remain humble. She does not take pride in her looks rather she values modesty. She is profoundly polite, exceptionally entrusting, fundamentally friendly, nicely naughty, tremendously trustworthy, honorably honest, and outstandingly out of this world. She believes in hard work and trusts in ability. A good person and a great friend. She is a daughter, sister, wife, mother, and philanthropist.
One glance by her can vanish my sleep and one smile by her turns my world upside down. My heart pumps faster, my breath goes crazy, my throat desiccates and my lips are locked in her presence. My vocabulary dries up and my sentences mingle. I lose my senses and begin to act weird. She is mightily prepossessing and vitally irresistible. Her glamour knocks me out and her spell rocks me. She arrests my moment and diwindles my hour. I can gaze at her glaring eyes for the rest of my life. I can hear her voice from dawn to dusk. I can wait for her till the end of time. I will gamble away my life and I will trade heavens for her. Her wisdom is my fort and my heart is her home.
If you love someone, you are always joined with them--in joy, in absence, in solitude, in strife.
Rumi
She is dear and she is near. She is sweet and she shines. She sparkles my soul and twinkles in my dreams. I breathe for her and my heart beats in her respect. Her blink is my order and her node is my reward. She is my hope and she stands behind my struggles. I can wage war for her and I will win castles if she so desires. She made me what I am and she designs what I would be. I adore her. I love her.
Frankie Valli
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