Her beautiful hair
Flowing around her illustrious eyes
The way her lips part
Forming many sensuous smiles
That sexy sway
How the sheet forms around her thighs
To when brought up to her face
She transforms into a princess
Excuse me (your voice)…I mean a queen
Her enormous heart
Complimented by her intellect
I told you she was perfectly imperfect
Forming numerous scenes
They play throughout my mind
Day and night, night and day
Her gorilla type strength
Shows how she survived
And at what lengths
Determination at times
Confused with stubbornness
No wonder she holds the title Miss Independent
Though she considers herself quite a mess
I wouldn't want anyone else
A goddess who became an angel
Surviving through all types of hell
Out and in she sure is insanely pretty
Doesn't flow off my tongue
So I'll call her my Krazy Beauty
