I want her to be the one

Her beauty is that of a million diamonds glittering in the sun

Each reflecting its own ray of light making brilliant patterns
The angels gasp in the wake of her presence
She in herself being a masterpiece of God’s work
As his giant gentle hands molded her he knew exactly who she would be

She would be the one who could make a man stop and gasp

Who could content a man just being within his arms
Making him fill with warmth through just a brush of the lips
Whose smile could light up the surrounding darkness
Whose laugh could make anyone believe they had wings




She would be the one who that young man would fall for

Who would see her true beauty in the surrounding gloom
Who would long for mere minutes with her
Who would always long for just the feel of her hand

He would know how lucky he was

He wouldn’t mistake infatuation over love
He would realize all prayers had been answered
He would simply pray “I want her to be the one”




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