Not even heaven
Has seen lovelier
Than she. She's a gem
That's rare like a sinless
Man, a beauty whose form flows
From the same brush as
The rainbow, whose shape
is done with the same
Detail as diamonds...
And to make her soul
God took again from his breath,
A water from his springs...
Man’s hand cannot bring improvement;
God completed her.
Copyright © 2008 Leslie Alexis
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