the girl of my dreams

The lady who shows me the word glamorous
And chuckles when i share some of my humor
The lady who sings a lullaby when I'm asleep
For a peaceful dream she believes in

When I rise the next morning
I see her at the balcony praising and worshiping the lord
She's there to calm me when I'm angry
She's there to listen and consul me when I need it

No one can replace her because she's most unlikely to be found.
Because if such a person exsist;She's not a human,She's an Angel.