Treasure Island

anon y. mous


Brooke


I dream of beauty, an image of such wonderful beauty.
No garden of roses could match the beauty I see.
No sculpture, no painting could capture such beauty.
Only the angels in heaven above could have greater.
But the beauty I dream of is not a dream. You are the beauty I see.
An earthy angel do I see, made from heaven above,
Wishing she was just for me.

Submitted: Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Edited: Tuesday, May 17, 2011

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