Wings.

Little shy girl way up in the sky
Couldn't spread her wings to take off and fly
Though she practiced every single day
The girl was never noticed much to her dismay.

Maybe a little make-up
Or a revealing shirt,
Perhaps if she just raised up
Her little mini-skirt.

Until she met this one enchanting boy
Way up in the sky,
Whom was simply amazing
And equally as shy.

A wave of his hand removed
The make-up she had smothered,
And with a click of his fingers
The girl was fully covered.

A curl of his lips
Into a kind smile,
She hadn't ever fooled him
Not even for a while.