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)