Friday, March 8, 2013


She says when she looks into my eyes
She sees the sun
As she freezes into stone
I become stunned
Statue of beauty lies before me
Heavier than before weighing a ton
Fierce when I'm not looking
On sight she's shunned
Stuck in time and on my time
My mercy determines whether or not she's done
For the day, if not or I may
Allow this beauty to grace my night for fun
Has a fierceness I do not trust
Like the sun, each day I won

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