There’s fire in her eyes,
Her dreams are higher than the sky.
There’s resolve in her heart,
She is magnificent, like art.
You can’t predict her personality,
She is the dream,
that makes you question reality.
She might be an enigma,
But that’s just part of her charisma.
She might be like the fire,
But you cannot help but admire.
Her heart, though, is guarded by iron,
The walls you can’t easily pierce,
Beware, like her eyes, her love is also fierce.
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