Sweet Sixteenupdated2/7/12

Sweet sixteen
Have been
Kissed
Latin
A black rose
The face
Of a pin up

The throw of the dice
Baby seven
Followed by eleven
Fresh inked tat black cat
Sweet heaven
Naturally,
Looks, bye-bye
That can break a heart

Never behind the eighth ball
Superstition, Religion and Intelligent
The crow found in her soul

Seeking the face of the Sage
Found in a gold leaf page
His name the WORD

In her eyes
Skies, wind breeze
Painless dreams,
And destiny

Spring came in November
Turning into ember

Adan7777

2/7/12