Her beauty is that of a million diamonds glittering in the sun,
Each reflecting its own ray of light making brilliant patterns,
The angels gasp in the wake of her presence,
She in herself being a masterpiece of God’s work,
As his giant gentle hands molded her he knew exactly who she would be,
She would be the one who could make a man stop and gasp,
Who could content a man just being within his arms,
Making him fill with warmth through just a brush of the lips,
Whose smile could light up the surrounding darkness,
Whose laugh could make anyone believe they had wings,
She would be the one who that young man would fall for,
Who would see her true beauty in the surrounding gloom,
Who would long for mere minutes with her,
Who would always long for just the feel of her hand,
He would know how lucky he was,
He wouldn’t mistake infatuation over love,
He would realize all prayers had been answered,
He would simply pray “I want her to be the one”.
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