III.
She's my angel -
Tamyka Bell
Her beauty has caught your eye
And her shimmer has captured your heart.
But I am a part of her
And she travels my roads,
Stealing through my memories
Like an echo of an unheard melody,
Whistled by the wind
And scribed on paper too delicate to hold it.
In my hand is her pen -
She's my angel.
01 September, 2004
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