In what way would you behold...
A beauty, that makes you fold...
With beaming cheeks high, tainted with rogue...
It's rare, and nothing like the current vogue...

In what way would you describe?
A beauty with sparks you can't just ascribe...
To any living being you feel you can hype...

And have you, any experience with mouthwatering cakes?
Because, when my beauty bakes,
You've got no choice but to let out,
Those beautiful comments raking within you, without a doubt.
Her cakes are "yummy dealing",
And gives you a sense of "tummy filling"

My beauty radiates warmth...
Exudes vibrancy...
Definitely, not, excluding brilliancy.
Paints exquisitely, the colors of a happy vibe...
On this canvass, we call life.

And I pray my Lord guides her,
And hides her,
Under His plethora of mercies,
Together with His blessings.
Shields her with His protection,
And wields His Grace over her, with affection.

So the next time we'll "see yah",
Just know, we call my beauty "Zeeyah".

-ThatAnonymousGurl.