Not The Beauty Of Sky With Stars ,
Not the beauty of sky with stars ,
Nor the amazement of taz ,
Her eyes neither hold the black magic,
Nor her lips were petals of rose,
Yet he loved her as if she was his religion,
And her name was his hymn.
And I wonder does he ever knew he was faith of mine .
~rainandstrom
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