Wednesday 22 February 2012

Just the Girl with a Story

Just the Girl with a Story

Her skin is made of porcelain
As she walks by I try to refrain
At the first blush she is magnetic
It struck me to be poetic
Her eyes round like the beaming moon
Could it be a dream as it is only noon
Oh she is so flawless
Any man would be lawless
Thank God I'm no man
Neither am I falling, am just a fan
She opens her mouth to speak
You'll find yourself at a peak
The words that fills the air
Simply makes her flair
Speeches of understanding
Which makes her outstanding
Thoughts from another dimension
Her actions demands attention
As she ends her conversation
With a prophetic dedication
She is just the girl with a story
God deserved the highest glory

Copyrighted @ Jeline Loh

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