Her Emerald Sea
By mlamont
The strands of her hair Fall about her face Her green eyes, like an emerald sea. When she looks at me she looks into my soul And her smile fills my heart. When she moves she glides and when she talks she sings Like an angel that has fallen. Her skin like a pearl Her touch like the stars glows in my heart. When we embrace angels fall. She is my friend She is apart of me. She is my angel... Written December 3rd, 2001 © on Dec 03 2001 02:07 PM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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