Out of the corner of my eye, I see her:
Her beauty indescribable beyond words to confer.
Still like water, yet fierce as fire,
Our very own mother nature, a force to admire.
She seems familiar; no stranger to my eye.
Yet even technology sees her as a danger to rely on.
I long to speak to her, but words fail me,
She moves so swift, as though she’s never without.
She walks with grace, yet drives with ease,
Her flaws but beauty marks, a sight that just won’t cease.
A mere glimpse of her can ignite a spark,
I wish I could express my feelings, but my words fall dark.
If only you were real, all of this would make sense,
I’d tell you how I feel, without any pretense.




