Saturday, 4 February 2012

My Angel

Staring up above in the night sky,
I saw your face shining there so high.

Your eyes were twinkling as the brightest stars,
And those waves hitting the shores were like playing guitars.

I wished to see you descend,
And break my lonely end.

Breeze blows across and brings to me your perfume,
I don’t know but I did assume.

Like a Brooke you swayed and flowed to me,
I still can’t believe what I see.

Like a sunflower bud you bloomed with the morning sun,
And spread across a golden run.

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