Wonder

She was the dew of the morning grass,

and the stars of the night sky.

 

She was the soar of the mighty eagle,

and the gallop of the restless horse.

 

She was the chirp of the crickets,

yet the swish of the ocean waves.

 

She was the warm feeling by the fire,

yet the cool breeze swaying in the trees.

 

She was day, she was night.

She was sweet, but sour.

 

She was warm, but cold.

She was perfect, she was everything.

 

She could flabbergast him,

or she could tear him away.

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