Golden brown.
Not a color but a descriptive wonder.
Hair like autumn.
Blazing past her shoulders.
Skin mysterious.
A canvas to sink in to.
Smile like gravy.
An addition so fine.
Voice so pleasant.
Hitting depths that make you marvel.
Essence so quaint.
A being you wish to be around.
Forever.
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Author:
Noah (
Offline) - Published: September 26th, 2017 04:38
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Comments1
Hair like autumn with golden brown colour angel appears with nice imagery in this interesting poem.
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