• conquering_unconquered 14w

    Her

    She was the epitome of perfection...

    Her lips....so red and full
    Her eyes .....the perfect shade of brown
    Her hair....like the setting sun
    Her smile......lighting her surroundings
    Her laugh.... Like a Nightingale

    So beautiful yet so distant....
    I could only gaze at her beauty...
    Because she was the epitome of perfection...
    And perfection cease to exist in this imperfect world......