In love

(Gustavo Carpio C.)

Her beauty is capable of destroy the walls that tearing us apart

I want her.

Her skin soul and heart…… all white

And I could do anything to get her.

I trust her.

And I accept as true all the things she wants me to believe.

She is

Beyond human imagination

Escaped from the hands of god

She comes up to me so I heel her wounds

Wounds I anguish to myself

Came to save me from mundane Solace.

Here I am empty handed

Nothing she might want

Nothing she might care

But she to escape from her divine keeper

No meter how I am making her mine

I know all die trying to

Even though she is not an angel

She brings peace to me