The Quintessential Girl

Rarely you meet a person with such awesome traits, a wonderful soul that you can't resist.

The day is now
Young and clear;
Traversing the palms,
Slipping through time
To step into the
Cave of serenity
Of mere atmosphere.

Her presence lights up
With an expression to win;
Overshadowing the
Features of morning smiles;
My whole being
Quivers momentarily,
Until everything goes dim.

Her voice echoed
In my ears;
Like tapping sounds
Along the walls;
Searching the surface
Like strands of lashes
In running tears.

But her tact and manner
Repel the sting of hurt;
Like roar of rivers
Of teasing comments;
Timely floating
On the fluent banks
Of social network.