Can't some question be easily answered,

like a picture that's filtered,

How she be walking on fire?

How am I still breathing?

when she's so mind blowing.

If her heart was broken, an easily fix,

I could be her first aid kit,

She must never feel hurt.

I Looked up I saw An angel walking,

No wonder she is so down to Earth,

a masterpiece. What an art.

This girl from any beauty article,

imagine us skating,

while licking icicle.

is she an artist?

the way she draws my attention,

my legs are a hostage,

her beauty of detention.

lettuce envy her dressing,

the sun can be shady,

The way she brightens the cloud,

an echo so loud,

it's thunder.

To hold her close, not absurd.

On the door,

the sign

Do Not Disturb.