Treasure Island

Pain's FallinAngel

(4/4/97 / PA)

Vision Of Beauty


I saw beauty's true form
An entity unlike any other
She's an object of dreams' creation
She outshines the moon and the sun
She's brighter than the stars
Her hair is strands of the purest gold
that cascades to her shoulders
Her eyes are the purest ice crystals
that'll ever be seen
Her skin is pure moonlight soft and as delicate as petals

Her lips are the sweetest most intoxicating drug ever to be created
Angels envy her beauty
The wind sighs at her grace
I don't want to wake up
In fear that she is only a dream
She is heavens human form
She's the sweetest rose ever to have been grown
She is the light in my world
She is beauty that's all I can say
And I hope this vision of beauty never goes away

Submitted: Saturday, April 07, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, August 21, 2013

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