Too Divine
She was a dancing in the kitchen Kissing in the rain Gentle-natured spirit That was no stranger to pain Her aura was a rainbow Yet she loved the dead of night She was daisy amongst the wild roses When she talked, she was sanctified With verses of prose instead of slang a Polaroid in the digital age Her mind was free, not just a part of the rat race in a cage She was mystic topaz amongst diamonds She rainbow beams shined in the sun and her soul smelled vintage with a hint of sage She was herself., an original And she was the only one. She was a timeless beauty from the outside in her beauty ran miles beneath the surface and radiated outwards from her skin Yet no one could see her beauty No one else could imagine her true worth She was too divine for today's time She wasn't made for this earth
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