I do not exist...hope you like it..

Hi xxjulixx, thanks for your compliment, I know, I do write happy poems, I been writing for a while now. Heres one you might like…

God bless thanks

Beautiful soul

The wilderness is her getaway; out of civilization, away from pollutes and stress, lives free like a soul without sin, like butterflies and fairies; she dresses

soft, with color and textures of silk and pastel. She can be spotted from a distance, her moves like flying fairies captures the eye. When she needs rest; she strips down

to pure nudeness, she lays on the fresh grass; becoming the essences of a frame. She falls asleep like a Goddess princes, she becomes meaningful to every creatures sight. The young

pigeons come and gather petals and cover her nakedness beauty. She walks away leaving her unforgotten image in the eyes of one.