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 me stop and gasp
Who could content me just being within my arms
Making me 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 I 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
I know how lucky I am
I won't mistake infatuation over love
I realize all my prayers have been answered
I simply pray “I want her to be the one”
(OOC: Poem originally written by someone else and I did a little editing to fit the occasion.)