Not even heaven 
Has seen lovelier 
Than she. She's a gem 
That's rare like a sinless 
Man, a beauty whose form flows 
From the same brush as 
The rainbow, whose shape 
is done with the same
Detail as diamonds...
And to make her soul 
God took again from his breath, 
A water from his springs...
Man’s hand cannot bring improvement; 
God completed her.
Copyright © 2008 Leslie Alexis                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    