GRACE

Butterscotch completion she is a Cleopatra dream
Dark colored eyes I wish in them my reflection can be seen
In life, we all have unfulfilled needs

Her name is Grace
Such a beauty can't describe her face
Her smile could heal a broken mirror
The thought of her left me in tears

If she was the sun I would go blind
She is one of a kind
Want to be loved 2 the 9's

Her name is Grace
To describe a beautiful day is to say her name
Even the clouds in the sky spell out her name

The thought of her takes me to many places
That is only in my imagination
Caught in my mental passions

Her name is Grace
All I asked where she would like to go
Just thirty minutes down the road

A Grace I would never get to know

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2018