Eve's Purpose Complete

Wrote this back in high school about a specific girl. She was pretty and she was godly, which is why it never worked out, because I wasn't

"Eve's Purpose Complete"

"She walks in beauty" as Byron said,
And golden locks flow from her head.
Her eyes twin perfect sapphires be,
I view each time they turn towards me.
Her smile—striking—and often there,
Revealing true and honest care
For every other but herself.
Her faith she values above all else,
An occurance strange in modern days:
Christ's love performed in all her ways.
No hate she feels for race or creed,
Though for salvation she sees the need.
Regarding relations; she remains pure
For the mate she knows God will procure.
Perfect in nearly every way
Though that never would she say.
The completion of what was meant for Eve,
So close and yet removed from me.