Her eyes seem to glow with some inner light
A will that no one should ever control
A brilliant mind hidden out of sight
Behind the face of a porcelain doll
She moves through my life with such style and grace
And her brown hair cascading down her back
The most beautiful girl in the human race
That her smile brightens up any night black
All this is known from every single glance
With each moment my soul begins to fly
When I see her; now I have one last chance
To give my sweet love one last goodbye
For the body can't live without the heart
And, in death, we shall never again part.
A.N- This sonnet was written almost two years ago. That's my excuse if it's no good. ^-^
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~Q.O.T.P