Treasure Island

Maselo George



Her eyes as a diamond,
No! Her eyes as a star,
Bright high in lonely sky,
Her lips so supple,
A ripe apple they would compete,
For what a color they manifest,

To describe I am beaten,
Coz her thoughts I am clocked,
To continue if I must,
Her body like a bamboo stick,
So smooth, so tender,
The touch of grapes I would say,
Was all bestowed on one person,

To confess I must confess,
Her hair is of golden,
To touch if I could,
A gold man I would be,
The glow makes me smile,
Her breath so pure,
Life it could bring,

A character so flawless,
A lamb without blemish,
If anything I could give,
To bet I would bet,
For anything,
To say she is an angel.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Edited: Monday, April 04, 2011

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