Beauty...Is Her Name

What she means to me-words are hard to find,
Her heart is so big-she is truly one of a kind.
Her smile is as bright as the Northern Star above,
To be held in her arms is to really feel her love.
Her hair is as flowing as the most beautiful stream,
To hold her hand in mine is one thing I dream.
Her eyes are like rare diamonds-they sparkle and glow,
I wish someday her love for me will grow.
I've held her in my dreams so many times it's true,
Yet I've never held her for real-now I'm so blue.
To be near her is to be in heaven-even just an hour,
Her beauty is as rare as the rarest most beautiful flower.
I'm thankful for every chance to be with her-I just hope she knows,
I love her with all my heart...
and now it shows.

Dedicated to Boogy