Beauty


I wish I could keep you in painted glass
To preserve your beauty.

You're an angel out of light
The perfect darkness.

To look at your smile,
I get stuck for a while;
Because perfection has it's own sense of style.

Cause to look at your amazing eyes
Is like stopping time.
Each look is etched in my mind;
Forever remembering what beauty can hold.
I take my time to embrace this image,
To keep the beauty,
The colors so vivid.

Cause in a world so
Black and white,
You appear as color in this
beautiful sight.

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