My Goddess

Michelle and Amara. Yup, I'm for it--problem? Then you're PREJUDICED!!!

I catch a glimpse of aqua hair,
The color of the seas
She briefly flashes a smile at me
And I feel a shaking in my knees.

She's so beautiful and perfect,
Almost too godlike to be real
I can't believe she's mine to hold
And touch, and see, and feel.

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I see the dark gold of her hair,
I stop and start to stare
I wish I knew how I could tell her
I want to be the one who's there.

I want to be the one who holds her
When she's lonely, sad, or scared.
I want to be with her when she feels
She doesn't have a prayer.

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Together, we are beautiful,
Apart there's only tears
When I'm with her I have no pain
For she chases away my fears.

I can't believe I got so lucky,
I can't believe you're here
I try to when I see your sword
Or when I see your mirror.



In case anyone's confused, the first part is Amara talking. Second, Michelle. Third, together.