In this hushed world, where solitude reigns,
I want a soul unlike any, in quiet lanes.
Their eyes, bright as stars in night’s embrace,
Turn the day into celestial grace.

A voice, soft as the rain’s gentle fall,
Each word a melody, a soothing call.
Laughter, a bell’s clear, joyful ring,
In its sound, my heart begins to sing.

In my thoughts they weave a deep and wondrous tale,
In every line, life’s secrets unveil.
Words flow, capturing my mind in flight,
In their insight, my soul finds light.

Their text, like a gentle sunbeam’s kiss,
Illuminates my world, fills the abyss.
In their words, a universe of kindness shows,
In that light, my heart finds repose.

Each word, a testament of gentle care,
A soul so pure, a sight beyond compare.
Their very being, a marvel to see,
A story of her flesh’s warmth, where I long to be.

Here I lye, in wonderment and awe,
In their magic, I willingly withdraw.
For in this soul, a vast world I see,
A fascination that forever captures me.

Does she exist?