It's the way she walks,

It's the way she flips her hair,

It's her voice, her smile, her laugh,

It's her ambition, her edge, her confidence,

It's the fire in her heart,

It's the way her eyes light up when she's doing what she loves,

It's the way they are electric blue when she laughs and emerald green when she is serious,

It's the way she's never serious; she's always laughing,

It's her warmth, her gentle touch, her worth,

It's her.


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