My angel is as perfect as heaven
She is as fiesty as hell
but she is from neither
more precious than any diamond gold and silver
she is weaned by Mother Earth tender
My angel's the colour of sand
With rings of locks that cascade
Frames her lovely smile with which
My heart she takes
Her face as beautiful as dawn
Habours the innocence of a doe-eyed fawn
Big dark eyes that implore
She moves like autumn leaves in fall
My angel's needs no halo
When from inside she glows
The sweetest thing is what she is
Words cant express the way i feel
When you think of her
You think of rainbows
She ignites your soul from deep below
My angel
My past, My future
My ups, My downs
My smiles, My frowns
My all, My everything
When i think of love
I think of you
Thank you- Harshini
and so her story is told@ 12:04 AM
