Eyes that twinkles
Finer than marble
Hair darker than night
Barely leaving shoulder
Smile so obvious
Marks of moles
Teeth of pearl white
Mountains top
Perfection have never been
This kind of mess
Where things of random
Come together
Making the perfect person
Closest to angel
Merged creations into life
And you wonder why the thought
of her make me smile
No comments:
Post a Comment