Saturday, August 13, 2011

day 20

She was born with more beauty
than the sun
the skies
the cliched galaxies
we don't know if she entirely exists
but my heart believes in her.
She is warm sand between piano fingers
fake secondhand store gems on lovely silver
she will slither alongside your faith
willing to crawl nine million kilometers
to see the beauty you birth
from your own growing hands
She is a warm tulip between lovely strands of golden hair
she can make you cry gems
and awe at your faith
we don't know if a woman can make us feel like this
but our hearts believe in her

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