Beautiful is when she enchants you with her eyes, melts you with her smile, endears you with her ways.

She doesn't need to be gorgeous, but to you alone, nobody else matters. You can't stop thinking about her. You wonder if she even knows you exist?

Doesn't matter where she comes from. Whether she's rich or poor. When she finally noticess you, she is warm, generous, open and friendly. You laugh, joke and share together.

Does it really matter what she looks like?