So much beauty compacted at just four eleven.
The way you glowed;
It was like I was I automatically taken to heaven.
Your smile is milk
Compared to your complexion.
I see no complexity within your beauty,
And nothing but radiance embodied within your personality,
Illuminating brighter than the lights that decorate the robust city.
Let me be the one to make you happy.
I think of you and get lost in my own fantasy.
When you catch me staring,
Let this be the token to my apology.
Each day you make it easier to shake this melancholy.
I meditate to visions of you,
Floating freely on a cloud of your own creation,
Like the goddess you are,
Just in awe and inebriated with elation.
I envision you ferociously conquering with your longevity so loud while still barely making a sound.
With an deniable aura floating just above your crown.
Life is wonderful,
Life is perfect,
When life is Monai.