My angel


The day that I saw that angel was my birthday . I didn’t know what I feel! , what I saw! and what attracts me to her eyes!, But I knew one thing, I knew that Iam in front of an angel. No one can imagine that, No one can feel that.
I don’t know how to describe that angel, Like the sun, Like the moon, and like a bird singing and playing with a red flower. Her eyes like a tornado carry me and travel all over the world from garden to another singing and flaying. That magic attracts my heart to be a servant at her kingdom, and my eyes to be her window that she can see her garden. Like a flower born at spring with a smell that magic lovers who want to take her for themselves. She is my flower, my heart, my eyes, my life , my princess.
She is my angel




By,
Medo Star