MISS ANGELIC

Serene like a sweet wind, tranquil like the night 
Smooth like oil and shiny like pure light
Here she comes, the Miss Angelic 

She maybe the quiet neighbor 
The small lighting fire 
The seemingly impeccable girl 
The one whose smile is a magnet to the soul 
The one with gestures  full  of grace
 And the one with a  beauty  as striking as lightning
But is there a mystery behind her grace ? 
Is there something about her that no one knows?

Yeah I tell thee, dear readers

Do not be fool of her charm

Do not let her beautiful voice deceive you

Cause deep down inside she is an erupting volcano

A world in constant turmoil

An unbearable load of intense furor

Yeah I tell thee, Miss Angelic might not be what you see

She might not be what you thought she would be

But why does Miss Angelic always look smiley?

Is Miss Angelic happy or in melancholy?

Is Miss Angelic rejoicing or lamenting?

Oh Miss Angelic! Open your heart to me

I will seize your hands and you will be free

I will shine my light so you may see

Let me dive into your world of mystery

Let me travel throughout your galaxy

Visit your planets and your stars

Warm my soul under the heat of your suns

Miss Angelic, Come explore the world with me!

BY JOHN MAYER CHARMANT

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