ShadowsCool
05-14-2012, 11:48 PM
Dalida
She walks on one puffiness to another
She stands tested by the will of time,
Seeing her on the terrace in the blue filled air
Her brushing back her godly brunette hair.
Her radiance is too regal to portray
One needs not step too far away,
To see the doves in her eyes
Dash out of her divine display.
She has this thing from the heavenly
A pair that makes a cherub sing,
When her calling comes at midnight
She comes to answer with an angels wing.
It's enough to make me want
But out of reverence I must shunt,
How can I press such lips to mine?
When she's from another place and time.
She walks on one puffiness to another
She stands tested by the will of time,
Seeing her on the terrace in the blue filled air
Her brushing back her godly brunette hair.
Her radiance is too regal to portray
One needs not step too far away,
To see the doves in her eyes
Dash out of her divine display.
She has this thing from the heavenly
A pair that makes a cherub sing,
When her calling comes at midnight
She comes to answer with an angels wing.
It's enough to make me want
But out of reverence I must shunt,
How can I press such lips to mine?
When she's from another place and time.