My Weird World

You

Your lips, your eyes, your soul are like a work of art,

The most creative thing of all is your heart.

If you were a painting, no colors could express,

The beauty deep inside you, a rainbow nothing less.

If you were a sculpture, the clay could hardly make,

Your figure, of an angel without one mistake.

If you were a euphony, no choir could really sing,

All the beautiful music, your eyes could possibly bring.

So here I am with inspiration beyond belief,

But to capture such rare beauty, I'd have to be a thief.

(Harold Enriquez)

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This poem was sent to me thru text message, from a friend. He said that this poem is for me. Can't say anything about this. It's really beautiful. So i decided to publish and i put the name of the person who made this after the poem. Hope that readers will love it to. :)