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[aid] => mick
[title] => I wish I could say everything
[time] => 2011-09-17 19:43:59
[hometext] => -Sylar (In dedication to the Moonlight Angel)
[bodytext] => What makes an angel, how does so much beauty exist in our world? An angel is the perfect combination of looks and brilliance, Their eternal glow shaping the very soul of anyone who gets near, Turning dead grass into flowers and giving rocks purpose. Only a lucky few ever get to witness the awesome work of God, And believe me when I say it goes far beyond the appearance, True beauty needs not the eyes to experience its reason, But what a lovely sight it is to behold an angels glimmer, Their elegant hair falling down like a waterfall from heaven, A heart formed in their thighs and hips when they cross their legs, Blooming eyes that let you see beyond the greatest works of the cosmos, And graceful curves that were designed to arouse even the purest monks. The list goes on but what we see is only half of what we feel, Real beauty flows from within and is only magnified on the outside, Angels live life to inspire hope and imagination without trying, They make people feel welcome before they even start talking. Its in their attempts to make joy that we see darkness shine, Making any of their pictures glow brighter than any sunrise, If even to give a young fool another ounce of hope they need, Giving them something to follow when they are again lost. Their art inspires love because it feels like it was made just for you, Perhaps a part of it is for you, because grace knows no bounds, If even that is all you have to hold onto, hold on strong, Love is more important than anything we can begin to comprehend. I'm not going to pretend like I know everything, who does, I will say that I have seen with my own eyes what true beauty is, Its more than words but at least I can begin to explain, I know its hard to understand, I wish I could say everything... [comments] => 0 [counter] => 91 [topic] => 2 [informant] => Sylar_777 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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