Better Love
For love i have killed
i saw her face in a mirror
full of cracks
yet her beauty was excuisite.
She was the flower that incompased
my heart
and the vines represented the aching
veins tht circled my mind.
She was not the 1st rays of sunshine
but she was the last 1 to set
at the end of the day.
Her smile was a river taking the
whole world on not afraid to make
evrybody smile.
And her eyes...oh should i have a
thousand lifetimes i would not be
able to fully pay homeage to their
beauty,
so let me suffice to say.
they where like an aurora,
colours swirling in and out of
existance
in utter harmony
with rainbows at the btm and top
shning a light from whthn.
More beautiful than life itself was
she, yet as playful as newborn with a
heart of a tiger and an elephants
memory.
So tis no wndr tht i loved her mr thn
u for she is my joy and my heart. She
is....
MY CAT (MISTY)
Copyright © Tjizake Karupa | Year Posted 2013
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