I Have Discovered Perfection In You Poem by Shyanne Morreau

slowly he wraps his arms around her waist
and soon there is a silent simple taste
and beauty was written across his face
and she cried as he untied her lace

he turned to her to see whats wrong
and everything was drowned
like too many words in a song
she shut down and did not wake up she is gone

she woke up in a innocent place
she looked around and walked a ways
am i in heaven she asked a saint
he answered yes, there is no more pain

he was confused to see her cry
the pain was there within her eyes
he could not read what was inside
he could not read between the lines

would you like your wings miss, he asked her slow
silently she shook her head no
and when asked why this was so
she answered because he is still there, down below

who is he the saint had asked
and she paused in pain and said at last
he is my one my only love i ever had
and now im sure he is really sad

and when she took her seat on a cloud
she silently was alloud to drift down
to see his face hear him scream out loud
please baby please im okay, calm down

but when she saw him grab the gun
she reached out her hand upon his thumb
he knew she was there with her love
he put it down and had enough

she wrapped her arms around him tight
whispered babe it is alright
and she flew back into the night
to wait at heaven until his time

and god was puzzeled by this love
was true was new, nothing he dreamed of
and god, he knew, he was not dumb
he knew exactly what it was

a love he searched for long ago
but adam and eve refused, said no
and god decided to let her go
for she as innocence had always known

she woke up in the room
and walked over to her groom
and he was no longer colored blue
his love his one his only, perfect and true