.
Her stilettos kissed the ground
but gladdened my heart
The lingering cologne
Created an intertwine
of her body and my mind.
.

Oh! She graced occurrence
and walked against forces
that stood on her pace
On her days of being astute
I couldn’t get enough of her.
.

Her unlined face showed
invisible days of toils together
with glorious days of victory
I’m rest assured,she’s resting
resting on the paths of glory
.