Her face was like the waters of the deepest pond, perfection.

Her eyes were like two moons in the darkest sky, perfection.

Her body was like the most beautiful and softest leaf, perfection.

Her soul was clearer than the night’s sky in December, perfection.

Perfection she was, even in death to me
Perfection is perfect even buried in the sea…

Categorized as poetic

By Allen_Warlock

I have problems with the other 7 besides Dark, Water, and Earth. The others are simply fools....