My Dream Girl

Her beauty is like a snowflake,
falling softly on the land.
Her eyes are like the sunset,
that seem to send me in a trance.

Her body moves like a pecock,
dancing gracefully over the field.
Her voice is like the gentle breeze,
with which my pain is healed.

Her spirit is like the ocean top,
that stretches to touch the sky.
Her love is like the blooming rose,
within my heart it lies.