Vision Of Beautiful Pale

Vision stands before Nature's shining mirror 
Green glows of Calypso isles dance sea breeze in her eyes
The water falling heavens of her hair cascades pale gold 
Down gravity's wandering pathways over pale shoulders posture
Perfect like God's own Art,
She smiles an inwards similie and winks reflecting myriad morning stars
"My hair just looks so beautiful today. Time to go shopping for Goodwill," she says.
As invisible angels are given charge over all her paths.




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Written on 2014-01-30 at 14:25

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