• halvis_nirne 6w

    Holding up mysteries in the eyes,
    She speaks her heart out.
    Her zeal to win wary others,
    So does her smile.

    She ain't not everyone cup of coffee;
    Yet she burns like a flame,
    Enough to keep warm in the shade
    And more to burn down, if disgraced.

    She looks like the one,
    God carved in his leisure.
    Filling her with talents,
    And a lot of simplicity.

    A Kind-hearted crooked women;
    A beautiful paradox...
    ©halvis_nirne