Poem - Super Model
Super Model
How can she be real?
Beauty drawn by God's hand
A painting behind a glass
A Monet or Rembrandt
How can I make her feel
The things that I see?
How can I be a part of the picture
And make her part of me?
Standing in the crowd
A flower in a vase
Bathing in beauty's glory
Wearing fantasy's face
Is she lonely?
Is she sad?
Will she ever know
About the love we never had?