Face full of grace

I see her once more. There is something familiar from the way she smile: ear to ear.

I see her once more. There is something peculiar from the way she speak: heart to heart.

I see her once more, I know sadness will never get born.

I see her once more, I know madness will never get core.

Her smile could travel many miles.

Her eyes could never tell lies.

3 Comments

  1. rheindun says:

    And, who is she? she seems to be a very wonderful person. #wondering

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    1. darkjasm says:

      it’s you!
      :-*

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      1. rheindun says:

        hahaha..you’ve got to be kidding me -.- nice poem, anyway 🙂

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