A Stroke of Blue Colour

As bright as the sunlight can be,
As cool as the shadow of a tree.
A girl came into my life like a breeze,
Refreshing my soul and causing my heart to de-freeze.

She introduced herself as the mama girl among the boys,
She liked to kick ass in boxing than to play with toys.
Enlightening is what I would say her presence made the aura,
Her voice so sweet as though I was listening to an opera.

She loved to click pictures and store the memories,
Her dressing sense was truly one of the stress buster remedies.
We met at a strange place, not considered good by old,
I’ll say it was just a medium for the Goldsmith to find his gold.

I wonder why I run out words in front of her and can’t talk discreetly,
It’s definitely those brown eyes that hypnotise me and drown me completely.
I started liking the moment I saw those dimples in her cheeks,
But it was that stroke of blue color in her hair, that made her unique.