Lady Made of Crystal, Sapphire and Gold

Lady made of crystal Sapphire and gold Lingering behind a something Whispering in your eAr A bunch of oh sweet nothings Oh this Lady made of crystal Sapphire and gold Wondering through the vastness Empty open cold Where is she going This lady made of crystal Sapphire and gold She is nothing but a mystery Hallucination quickly Only to vanish Then appear when we question Who is this lady In which we are spelling She is nothing But crystal sapphire and gold Wondering through time Looking for a place to call her home

Request permission to use this poem

Written by

nickblockonelove

American

For You?

Explore

Hello PoetryVoting

Write