Georgina

They told me her name was Georgina At first I thought she was an angel in disguise She danced around my mind like a ballerina Her beauty was excitement to my soul and eyes. Her lips were as full as a boutique of roses That a man would present to a woman in love 'Remember' beauty are from the words man composes From the inspiration of woman, and not from GOD above. Her eyes were as large and additive as the moon And they called me, as fire calls a moth to the flame The air was tranquil as it was late June And then I saw her, and now I know her name. Across the room was the first time that I saw her I don't think I could ever forget that magical night Her image is strong and her beauty will never blur My love is for her and she will always be in my sight. Oh how I wished that I had taken her away by the hand But I know that I could never, even if I could try As her heart and soul they belonged to another man And I was just a visitor, who sadly was passing by. In my mind and soul she will always be there Her beauty could be compared to that of beautiful Athena How I wished that I had her that's all in my prayer After they had told me that her name was Georgina.