Starting with her hair seems lot unfair!
Staring at an angel is something I can't dare.
Her voice ignites my inner fire- my doom,
And looking at her becomes my only desire.
Ne'er have I seen such a maiden- independent but yet so loose,
Full of concentration but yet so unaware.
But I fear she doesn't know her powers,
For she seems so in touch with the world like others.
I really hope she realizes her powers before it's too late,
Oh! and I also hope one day I will be her mate.
But first I must pick myself up and approach her direct.