Sunday, August 19, 2018

Poem for her

She's a woman and a child,
Sometimes weird, sometimes wild,
She is shy, but also bold
With many secrets untold.

She has magic in her heart
And she makes me fall apart,
I'm the earth and she's the sky
Full of fairy sparkling lights.

I'm human, but she is not,
She's the strangest piece of art,
She's untouchable, you see
Maybe she is not for me... 



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