Her laugh is velvet gold, Infectious sending sparks straight through your blood. Her eyes dance when she talks, The way they move spreads warmth into your soul. Her face is a weather report mostly sun but some chance of rain. She's got a knack for smiling even through the pain. Her heart is an open book for those she's willing to trust, I've read all the pages and cherish every chapter. Her spirit is made of strength though she claims she's sometimes broken. She's really just resilient often without knowing. Her presence is a gift that makes it a holiday every minute, Her packaging she claims is messy But all I see is radiant glow. She's full of internal doubts and doesn't recognize her own shine. If only she she knew just how bright she is. The galaxies are even jealous of her light. Her every word is one I want to hear, The things she says are lyrical magic to your ears. She's everything you could imagine and ever need in a friend. Through good, bad and everything in between. She's my soul sister. And she's worth more than my mere words can convey. Wednesday August 12th 11:41 PM 2015
