Her!
Her lips are small, her smile wide;
Her glance gives you a heavenly ride!
Her Jaws drop, and opens her cackles,
Sweet enough to thaw all your wrangles,
The mirth of her laughter, fills your ears,
The joy to her captor, kills your tears;
Like the fresh breeze of air that fills your heat,
Wrinkles that took her ages to beat;
Her cheeks blossoms like the Winter flowers,
Mystery is the motive that her soul empowers;
With her dimples like chasm of unrequited Love,
Like the wells of Heaven, not deep, not dove!
Ripples of glee lasting long across her face,
Her smiles make her squint, glorifying her grace!
~DP
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