Sitting in front of me beautiful girl,
Playing with her striking brown curly hair.
Then I sense a new aura in the air,
As I watch how makes her hair twirl.
She seems to be the lovely quiet type,
One of only a few words of laughter,
But when she speaks, all begin to gather.
She does not know her voice is all the hype.
Just listening to her voice of a song,
Waiting for her to smile with dark eyes,
She is unlike the other so unwise,
She gives that aura that can not do wrong.
You might not feel that you are important,
But that makes you all the more elegant.