She can be lovely, Someone you’d want to know, With her soft, heart-shaped face, Her rose-red hair that curls at the ends and her pale skin. She’s compassionate, Can sympathize for even the worst, She’ll want listen to you, She’ll want to know you. She’s fervent, passionate, Especially when she’s in love, Though she’s toxic from time to time, I’m confident that she’ll gracefully sweep you from your feet nonetheless. She likes to curl up with a glass of rosé or red wine, A salty tear dripping from her face as she watches her favorite lovely-dovey, overly dramatic films, And, she loathes** **the overwhelming heat of the summer season, The harsh rays of the sun with no shade in sight. Her smile is contagious, She’s gentle and friendly, She’ll try to treat you the best she can, She’ll soothe you of your pain, loss and sorrows. She can be lovely, A romantic if you’ve ever seen one, A heart of gold, A bleeding heart. <3