Her form transcends all art into ugliness,
A spirit of a Goddess wrapped in flesh,
Her touch is expressed with gentleness.
She does everything in life with goodness,
Hills and valleys mesmerize me all the time,
Her form transcends all art into ugliness.
I am occupied with her loveliness,
Silhouette graces my wall of instinct,
Her touch is expressed with gentleness.
One kiss can send me to unconsciousness,
The power of her out weighs even the sun,
Her form transcends all art into ugliness.
Her real pain is suffered with kindness,
Blood flows to naval from her broken heart,
Her touch is expressed with gentleness.
Her reflection holds some kind of likeness,
My weakness will not help her mend her heart,
Her form transcends all art into ugliness,
Her touch is expressed with gentleness.
By: Robert Stockten