She moves like the mountain mist
That gently caresses the land;
Like an innocent child,
Reaching for its mother’s hand!
Her smile is like a gentle brook
Bubbling along its way,
Unmindful of the path ahead
Be it night or day!
Her eyes like liquid pools
That torments our soul
Their depths so unfathomable
An unreachable goal!
She casts a glance and looks away,
Her eyes, their deed they’ve done.
Slayed one more aching heart,
One more battle won!
When she smiles, the sun comes out
Like on a hot summer’s day.
And like a soothing balm
She takes the pain away!
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