Hey there, beautiful girl,

Eyes that lift in a lure,

Hair flipped back in a curl,

Know that you are someone's world.

Sometimes you wrap yourself in the warmth

The blankets serving as your few comforts.

Your heart feeling an assortment of colors.

But still laughing from then henceforth.

You vow to take this oath

For You and Me: us both,

In the open space called Bliss

That the Limits of Perfection don't seem to exist.