Sunday, March 01, 2009

She was beautiful,

Her smile was magnetic,

Happiness puts a smile on her face that is nothing short of wonderful,

Sadness does not tarnish her beauty rather it makes her all the more enigmatic.



Her beauty reminded me of lilies,

Her smile shone as brightly as the pristine white of the petals,

Bringing instant relief to all my melancholies,

However the alluring white is something she could never be,

Because to me, she was all the colors in my garden of life.


-Ian-

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