B-26
It’s a number.
It’s a song.
It’s a girl.
The golden sun kisses the beauty of that bewitching creature waking her for a mesmerising sleep.
Rose and all the world happiness become the magical smile that gentle falls upon her captivating face,
She every men’s inspiration, her eyes deeper than the blue ocean view the hooks you closer towards her,
When she speak, her voice sound sweet then anything you’d ever hear.
Pearls, diamonds no gem in the world is more beautiful than her flowing gold hair.
The night sky feels dull without her essences to light up the sky and bright those thousands of stars.
