Her.

She smells fresher than newly washed laundry.
Her eyes clearer than a blue sky summer day.
She talks with words of a philosopher.
Her skin whiter than freshly fallen snow.
She looks like an angel who has fallen from the stars
Her hair golden and flowing like an overfilled river.
Her i approach and say hello.
She smiles and asks me my name.
We talk and talk and yes there's another talk.
Then off into the sunlight hand in hand we lovingly walk.