Her voice –
like the sound of a butterfly fluttering its wings.
like the gentle breeze of summer.
Her eyes –
like the moon’s glow on a star-less night.
Her words –
like the symphony of a flute played at dawn.
Her steps –
like a cat walking among her kittens.
Her lips –
like a rose’s petal in the morning dew.
Her fragrance –
like a garden blooming with jasmine.
Her gestures –
like grass swaying in a mild breeze.
Her touch –
like that of Midas.
Her wrath –
like Gods showering rain, thunder, and storm.