A GIRL IN MY POEM

 A GIRL IN MY POEM

She was past in some novel, a girl in a poem that starts to unravel 

First she stood like a pole that was still then she begins to roam

She was shaking like the wind blowing through the pages

Concentration becomes cont ages as life's going through the stages

She’s a story that starts alone, this is where her life just begun

she has beauty that brings you to you're knees, like a colorful leaf falling from a tree

Those colorful moments when she’s alone, her  beauty you can find hidden in a poem

 she was well written inspiration, her every moment was like a game of concentration 

If you read about her upon a novel or throughout a poem, now you can see why she’s that girl from my poem alone

 She’s in every mans final dream , she’s the story that turns out like it seems

So girl when you see her remember she’s only a fantasy, shes only real to me