she will come
She will come one day, across my horizon wide,
She’ll wash the colors of the wind, erase the clouds’ disguise.
In a gentle voice she’ll say, I’m standing by your side,
And bind my heart with threads of love, so tenderly tied.
She’ll speak with fewer words, yet understand them all,
In a single glance, she’ll heal my heart, each hidden fall.
In her eyes will glow the light of peaceful grace,
As if a hundred lifetimes’ love rests in that space.
One look into her eyes, and I will lose my way,
I won’t even think— This is her, this is my beloved, here she stays.
She will arrive with patience shining bright, Deep in her eyes,
a shadow of calm, an endless night.
Her beauty will be colorful, yet never loud,
From her personality flows light—refined and proud.
Her face will glow like early morning light, One gentle smile will make my heart feel right.
With love she’ll fill my heart’s empty vessel whole,
Seeing her smile, I’ll lose my self-control.
In learning she’ll shine, rich in wisdom true, Her humble words will set my heart anew.
A graceful body shaped in modest grace, Modesty and charm reflected in her ways.
Calm her nature, gentle her soul, In her love alone, I’ll find life’s precious goal