Her

She is beautiful. Her beautiful black eyes which shine even in the brightest light or in the darkest room. Her dark black hair which leaves the whole room a strong smell of beautiful and colourful flowers. Her skin, the softest thing on the planet, even softer than silk and brighter than the sun. Her downturned lips, as pink as an elegant lotus. Her laugh, as soothing and beautiful like the sound of music. Her smile, the prettiest thing on the planet. Her personality, the best thing in the world. She is beautiful and mine. The girl of my dreams whom I will get her somehow.