The Lady of ,,,,,,,,,

The young lady took him off the shelves, She cleaned the dust off his face, She took him back from his worries to shine, She did not know what strength she possesses; with a blink, she flipped his day upside down, The smile on her face confused the most skilled speaker, He was anxious because of those looks, She time-lapsed the scene around him, All those passers are going unnoticed because of that smile, The smell spreading of her lips is not like the one spreading of her hair, and both are not like any perfume he smelled before, To her hair roots that can tingle him forever, Gardens falling off her precious hair, Gardens like those we never saw before, To her skin an unmatched white, White wind Beautiful calm wind, To this wind power, it makes everything around white.