The Angel
Eyes like stars
Heart like pure gold
Spirit like one of a wild animal
Soul of Mother Nature
Rarest of one to find
No real identity so what to call her is a challenge I must master
My prize possession I old most dearly
Love can be seen through your eyes
For you look upon everything with love
Still no identification
I fear to call you unknown because with the assets you contain you deserved to be named
Angel comes to mind
I wish you were mine
Could I take your hand?
Could I have your heart?
You body is a blessin
And has vastly become my main obsession
Her walk is so graceful it leaves me in awe
Her face leaves me breathless
Therefore I shall call you my angel since nothing else comes to mind
Where did you come?
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