Angel in Blue Jeans

Godfather.
Godfather. Posts: 12,504
edited April 2012 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Wide spread love and a wink of an eye
and I wonder who is this
and who will be the next to cry.

Her tight blue jeans and a t-shirt
tie-died pink on white
she moves in slow motion across the floor
barefooted into my hart.

Her long brown hair hides her eyes
as her smile comes alive
she's my dirty fantasy
she's my hearts desire.

She's the center of my burning fire
no holds bared as the battle for love begins
show me the way and let me in.

She must be an angel she has wings to fly
she's flown into my heart
and I have no strength to fight.

When the morning comes and I open my eyes
to see my angels flown
and has left me here to cry I'll go back to sleep
and dream
I'll dream of my angel in blue jeans.

Godfather.
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