standing watch
a sentinel of sorts it keeps the waves at bay guarding the ports it sits atop a rock the ground split in two it shines its beacon out into the blue it guides sailors in but also keeps them away it prevents catastrophe into a watery grave the expanse that she watches is grand beyond measure many days serene an inland treasure an ethereal shore we call her our own but we share with the world her beauty, a superior home
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i saw her once
on a perfect mornings stroll she had an unmatched tan that couldn't be beat at all the golden skin she owns has the magic of the islands the sun kisses her face in a thousand different vibrants her spirit spreads joy with a smile that makes you weak a crazy intuition to match the words she speaks she seems to float around with no worries in the world her sway is a perfect mix of a fire and a pearl then all of a sudden she appeared in a haze and now she's in my life i'm still counting the days you wondered how i know about all those words she bends it's because she is my angel my life my start my end she looks to the stars for guidance her plans are always pure she's a cosmic hallelujah with a mystic sidereal lure her hair has been blessed by some unnatural force it's golden blonde and beautiful it flows in metaphors when her eyes met mine i felt it in my soul when i look into her eyes indeed i feel at home there's no combination of words that can describe her total beauty so i hope that these suffice and she loves me for eternity. |