Who is she

 Who is she?

Seeing her makes my heart race,
She's a beauty, though some might say without a trace of grace.
But when she sets her ego aside and speaks to me like I’m hers,
I’m caught in her words, and every moment with her blurs.

Her beauty leaves me stunned, frozen like a statue,
Just admiring her makes me smile, feeling something true.
Her habits explain why she’s my perfect type,
She brings happiness to everyone with just a smile, so bright.

Letting my thoughts win could affect us both,
But I can’t help but dream of her, even when I’m lost.
God, let me live a life where I can watch her from afar,
Admiring the woman who shines like a distant star.

Does time really have a hold on my mind?
Thinking of her makes me wonder, will she ever be mine?

It doesn't matter if she’s mine or not,
Please, God, let me be by her side, in this life we’ve got,
Until the very end — wherever we may go,

Let me stay close, let my love for her only grow