Once upon a shrill night.
A face for me to love dwells there,
I'm franklin falling for a face in flare,
Out burst in flames of fire,
Beautiful to explain needless unravelling its flair,
Suddenly; of the word sudden.
I see a seraph underneath the moon descending upon a heavenly ride,
All my senses decrypt in an astronomic amuse,
Her face was glowing brightly pure gold,
If truly she came from heaven then she must have being sent by God,
Its not my fault to have beheld the face of an Angel,
Its colorful resonate bright and bagel.
You see;
As her feet reached the ground I could feel the lightening bolt she was.
The Nights virginity became frail and meek before the full moon,
Staring at the sky,
The stars and the moon envied the love she had in her blossom I wont lie;
My face sunk so shy.
My mind froze to a minute of silence,
As She twirled her hair towards my heart,
I felt my loneliness ceasing to exist,
When younger i believed love merely belonged to lovers of the grain,
But this night i watched myself falling like an icy rain.
This Asian face i like, Dwells in my eyes .
Only i behold her beauty. Eyes like the beams of light,
How i wished to hear her voice,
Vainly i took her face as bounty. Alas escaped a felon of guilt.
Peace.