Bad teenage poetry #tbt

I think this was written when I was 14 or 15. Clearly about a girl I was infatuated with, not sure who.

she is a soft girl in appearance anyway her eyes me calm and soft her skin smooth and soft her fine hair bright and soft she can make herself cry and she looks beautiful when she does so with fake tears running down lightly blushed cheeks and a hint of true sadness shining through her deep blue eyes i can see her soul in her eyes i can see her soles in her feet and what bright red lips that i would like to taste at least once and to make her laugh is such a good feeling