Your hair is radiant in the light
Each curl and ringlet in perfection
Your smile, a comforting glow,
Moist as dew on grass is your complexion
And teeth as white as crisp snow
Your eyes are cream, praline brown,
Such faultless face can never hold imperfection as a frown,
With perfect shape in cheek and chin,
She simply stops to stare
At golden boy in sunlight blaze
Dazzling in virtue
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