There are no words to describe her; just visions
An absolute beauty, with a style and grace of her own
She moves like a lynx, elegant and smooth
And her mind the perfect combination of wit and play
A beauty to behold
A creature more striking than the night’s sky
A loveliness of silken hair and perfect pose
A silent vision floating before me on golden wings and halos
Her presence is addictive
And like a midsummer’s night breeze; she’s refreshing
Words do not do her justice
For she needs no praise; only worship