Her

She is my lady.
She is my ride.
She's the one always by my side.
She is tall.
She is lean.
She is a dance machine.
I lose her in every beautiful thing I see.
I have mistook her for a flower.
I mistake her for the trees.
She has soft skin.
She's my Harlequin
My playful child.
She's running wild.
She loves hugs.
She can cut you with her love.
She is sensitive.
She is pure.
She has the strength to endure.
She's tender with touch.
I love her so much.
For she is my very soul.