More beautiful than a red rose
But equally beautiful to the midnight sky.
She outshines the stars in every sky around the world.
The Gods rejoice when she stands in their presence
And all earthly things and people cannot help but stare or brighten up when she is amongst them
A radiant beauty -- far more radiant than our own sun, that which shone through the clouds.
Like a goddess, she stands tall with pride, a seemingly high self-esteem
Kind and gentle to all who approach her
Treating the memories of those who have wronged her as all a blur
Her soul so bright that none can comprehend it
I wonder if it is from heaven she has descended
I am in great disbelief to know someone such as this woman exists
Behold, she is rare -- as rare as the Middlemist Red.
I too, find myself staring in awe and wonder; feeling as though this is a dream
Such a beautiful, strong and courageous yet firm, kindhearted woman has chosen a beast who suffers from tragedy constantly plaguing her, surrounding her, in her sleep and during her remaining days on Earth

Hell bound, this beast is and still she will love me…

I watch her as she stands before me, well defined, with short, soft curly hair, smooth soft skin, tempted...

I feel my insides flutter like butterflies breaking free of their cocoons.

I find that my pen is not worthy of her, neither my eyes, hands -- nor am I.

How such a rare beauty could settle for so less than perfect is beyond me.

But nonetheless, I find that I am lucky

I am in fact blessed, yes, blessed with her goddess given voice, her touch, and her kiss; Blessed to be in the presence of this magnificent woman.

Even if it exists as far as my dreams...

The dreams are mine and mine alone.