Shall I compare thee to a Heavens flame?
Thou art more wild and more bold.
Whose eyes dance with tiny immortal embers.
Thou makest a mockery of the angels song
Saints bow to the intensity of thous purest soul
Thy Helens face cannot comparest to thee
Who warms the bitter coldness of those passed on
One that heals all scars to flesh and spirit.
Forever will thous passion burn brightly
Love shall envy thy grace and kindness
But Death shall not touch a creature with such strength as thee
For thou art the holiest of all Gods mighty phoenixes.












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Though, the full stops looked kind of odd in a poem like this, but whatever.
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