Beautiful Girl (Another Heaven) Poem by Ianaldo Prescott Pourchot

I’ve heard of heaven.

I heard it has a sound.

But, I have searched,

And I have found

Another ecstasy

One on earth

She has the gleam

Gleam of angels in her eyes

No demons to despise

Diamonds of your choice

Harp strings in her voice

O, she is not from heaven

She is heaven

And she makes me feel

So immortal, but REAL!

I would hold any ransom

Just to join her kingdom


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