What A Beautiful Name Poem by adam quinones

A beauty to match no others kind,

Trully a treasure for one to find,

Her perfect smile could drive you blind

Zeus himself would have blown his mind

Is there no way to make her mine?

Rather is there a way to become, with her, intertwined?

I only know oneday her and I will walk the same line.

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An angel of perfect creation.

Tailored of beauty without duration.

Her eyes are trully an exquisite sensation.

Zealously I could try to find of her, a duplication…..

I am sure I would never find a perfect replication.

Replacing one of absolute prefect inspiration,

Is no less then a moral abomination.

:))