Pretty Young Love

she was such a pretty young thing..
bright-eyed and vibrant..
almond soul windows they proclaimed..
the world was a bed of roses for her..
her flawless skin a testament of her comfortable life..
those cheeks a landscape of velvety pink sunset..
they were envious of her full, coral lips..

she was such a smart young thing..
everyone who met her knew she was going to shine..
nothing a slight bit unfortunate came her way..
her parents were constantly proud of their sparkling gem..
pleased at their ravishing creation..
the people around them basked selfishly in her sunshine radiance..

with such astonishing beauty..
she had no lack of suitors..
each bearing flowers, gifts and cash..
just to name a couple..
this page lacks the time for tale..
the choices were easy..
these lads left the better impressions..

one came from the west..
offering companionship, adventure and passion..
he had the charms of a fairy-prince..
a pair of eyes in the deepest sapphire..
a mighty silhoutte with the broadest shoulders..
he loved fast cars and the smell of rubber burning tar..
just like how he lusted for her when she smiles..

the other came from the east..
offering family ties, stability and lifelong dependence..
he had the sober look of a vegan..
two geninue eyes came fluttering hearts..
a shorter shadow compared to his adversary..
he loved poetry and nice home-cooked dinners..
just like how he savours each grain of rice between his teeth..

one left her breathless..
the other left her speechless..
she had no qualms settling for either..
but the difficulty is neither.. legally on paper..