True friend, You are the Meaning of Me

She is light in a room full of shadows,

That light is so beautiful to me.

Her laugh is like birds in choir;

Pleasant, irresistable, and carefree.

Sweetness flows from her mouth like honey,

So smooth and so sweet

I only wish I could catch her smile,

Though my heart would skip a beat.

Golden is the ambience that radiates through her,

A heart so true and pure

She strickens worlds with wonder.

Ambrosia pales in comparison to her words,

the God’s turn to see in pure delight,

While mere mortals have no right,

To hear the sound of even her soliloquies.

My love for her is immeasurable,

To great to be bound.

For she is all that’s good,

A treasure that I’ve found