She is a vision that evokes emotions of joy and delight, which stirs in the marrow of my heart. Like a waterfall, her beautiful hair flows gracefully down her lovely porcelain face making its way over her soft round shoulders. Like an eclipse of the sun, her deep dark eyes captivate my attention endlessly. Her soft voice is like the sound of a symphony, harmonious and eloquent. Her presence is like a soft summers breeze, tranquil and serene. Only one thing is more gratifying than her heavenly image and that is the secret person of the heart. The inner beauty of her heart is like a sunken treasure, only a few have seen it, but none posses its radiant magnificence. As my heart breaks with the weight of sadness, I think to myself, will I ever look upon a lovelier flower like her?