Charlene : Petite and feminine

I see her, sweetness before me,
An angel with peppered freckles
Kissed upon her cheery cheeks
Her laughter captures my heart
In adorable gurgles like bubble gum bounces
And like she, too, a cherubim skip
Holds time for a moment
While the vision seeps a smile through me
And I do, like a man who's lost all wariness
And rained down upon by oblivion
She returns my smile back at me
Her fragrance, pleasantly fresh and crisp
Like scented dewdrops hanging from heaven
Once again she looks at me and looks away
Eyes busy with thoughts I never can read
But endearing anyhow
As I adore her charming face