Heaven in Shades

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Just a glimpse of a glimmer on a lonely Summer day
Just a hope of a shimmer that I saw you looking my way
A cold beer in front of the venue
That’s when it happened, that’s when I saw you
Curiosity drove me to your grace
Because you look like Heaven in shades


You look like Heaven in shades
Come close and tell me your name
You look like my paradise
So let me take your hand in mine
Let me show you everything
Because you look like Heaven in shades


Are you hiding from the world
Or just blocking out the sun
Are you sad and lonely, girl
Are you looking for the one
You show me yours and I’ll show you mine
Give me a moment, just a little bit of time
And I’ll take you to a higher place
Because you look like Heaven in shades


You look like Heaven in shades
Come close and tell me your name
You look like my paradise
So let me take your hand in mine
Let me show you everything
Because you look like Heaven in shades


I know that I’m not perfect but I always try my best
To stand out from the crowd, and not be like the rest
I have my flaws, but for you, I’d be willing to change
Because you look like Heaven in shades


You look like Heaven in shades
Oh, tell me your name
You look like Heaven in shades
Let me show you everything
I wonder how you'd look in leather and lace
Because you look
Like
Heaven
In shades

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KindredSpirit's picture

I must of been in hell that day

I missed the Lady in the shades

As the shadows were approaching

KS

Good write

RoC's picture

A sight to be missed

If ever a sight there was

There's just something about the beach, an ice cold beer, and a bartender in shades


Thanks for stopping by


"Music is a universal language and needs not be translated. With it, soul speaks to soul" - Songsterr

bishu's picture

You always put indelible fingerprints on PP

One reader is always me... Some posts like this one could give most established modetn poets a run for their money. Your rememberance of ladypoets wasalso nice. Keep sharin .. your trying yo br a poet


©bishu 

 

RoC's picture

A rhythm

With a beat
A lyric, oh so sweet


Poetry is blood borne, like a pathogen, highly contagious and impossible to stop
And we all bleed ink.


Nice of you to take a gander. Glad you liked


"Music is a universal language and needs not be translated. With it, soul speaks to soul" - Songsterr

allets's picture

What Fun

To look and not act, oh no! THE LADY IN SHADES Cool

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Blistering bright

her eyes are shaded

the woman as warmth

the woman is shaded.

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-A-

 



Lady A