She

She is a flower, her colours for all to see are bright

She's as delicate as a snowflake drifting softly in the night

She is a bird, so free and graceful, soaring above mountaintops

She is the howling wind that blows, and dances with rain drops

She is the sweet smell of nectar on a cool summer breeze

She is the dawn chorus from birds of paradise awaking in the trees

She is the prancing, flickering flames inside a raging fire

She is the epitome of beauty and all that I desire