Something was different about this girl,
She kept her hair in a curl.
Her face, her lines divine in motion,
Her heart now share in my emotion.
Her Mind, that Ocean were each kind,
As in the whole world thou canst find;
To what shall I compare her,
She was my endless search and endeavor;
She was really curious,
The fun with her grew fast and furious;
Her weirdness played with mine,
Seeing her my heart always shined;
Her hairs covered her eyes,
She made a promise clear of storm-less skies;
I have lots of thoughts to express,
For which the greater Heaven is an Heaven less.
You'd think what inspired this beautiful rhyme,
Nothing else than an ugly piece of time.
Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 12:35 AM UTC
Something was different about this girl,
She kept her hair in a curl.
Her face, her lines divine in motion,
Her heart now share in my emotion.
Her Mind, that Ocean were each kind,
As in the whole world thou canst find;
To what shall I compare her,
She was my endless search and endeavor;
She was really curious,
The fun with her grew fast and furious;
Her weirdness played with mine,
Seeing her my heart always shined;
Her hairs covered her eyes,
She made a promise clear of storm-less skies;
I have lots of thoughts to express,
For which the greater Heaven is an Heaven less.
You'd think what inspired this beautiful rhyme,
Nothing else than an ugly piece of time.
