Angel From the Skies
She was a true gift from heaven.
On a scale of 1 to 10 she was even beyond an 11.
Her eyes filled with passionate fire.
The type of eyes that have their own desires.
Her hair was so straight and long,
and when everytime she would walk by, my heart would beat a song.
Her skin was so soft and perfect,
that she was just too hard to neglect.
And she was a definete sight for sore eyes.
Cause if you were to see her you would have to look up to the skies,
and ask, "God, is this your creation,
or is it just my imagination ?"
Cause never in my life have I seen such a beautiful thing.
So beautiful that it just makes me want to sing.
Now I know the absolute truth,
about this beautiful youth.
At first she was thought to be an angel in disguise.
Now she is known to be an angel from the skies...
Copyright © Jovarrus Stegall | Year Posted 2010
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