Soft touches and rosy lips.

Her voice, a honeyed melody.

Her soul so pure.

She seems so easy to embrace, but there is something about her.

Something surrounding her.

That makes her untouchable.

But allows you to admire.

„I want to have her.“

„I want to understand her.“

But she can’t be possessed.

She’s in a state of peace.

A paradox, close yet distant in the same breath.

Everybody around her can see her glowing.

Radiant, like the feeling of golden light captivating your sight.

You feel a warmth, a distinct warmth that flows and surrounds your heart.

But no one can reach her.

She’s in her own world.

Creating a new world.

So pure and finally aware of all evil.

She seems so happy and fulfilled.

Ready to conquer the world.

Brimming with love, a symphony of harmony.