I looked at her,
Was she a dream coming true?
I smiled at her,
Could she light up the whole room?
I talked to her,
Her words, nothing just a smoothing melody.
I took glances at her,
Was she an angel in disguise?
I saw her passing the corridor,
Was she too innocent for this cruel world?
Her presence, a sight so heavenly,
Her innocence, shining through her eyes,
Her kindness, a gentle breeze,
Her charm, making my heart freeze.
Brightening up my world with love,
Feeling her warmth, like a gentle hug from above.
"In the presence of innocence, the world becomes a more enchanting place"
