Art of Angels
Is it a perfect painted portraitof an endless eternity
as I look into the holy high heavens
to tell you what I see.
No.
It is an army of amazing angels
with a twinkle in their eye
for we are the color coated canvas
for which upon they sigh.
Because,
You are a bold blinding beauty
of which they have never seen,
a true ravishing red rose
in the garden of their dreams
and
I possess a long lavish love
no other man's heart could grasp
and granted a huge hallowed heart
where your love will always last.
So,
Forgive the aww-affected angels
as they face us with their stares.
They only want a mild moving moment
and we are the answer to their prayers.
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