Noemie Loizana
\nJust seventeen years
\nA cherry trilby
\nAnd so many tears
\nFrom those people listening
\nPeople like me
\nIf you lift me up
\nThen I shall see<\/p>\n
Such passion such beauty
\nSuch a throaty refrain
\nShe sings like she means it
\nNot one gram of strain
\nIt flows like a river
\nHaitian she be
\nAn indigenous Angel
\nWho clearly is free<\/p>\n
That black dress was fetching
\nWho eyes big and round
\nA smile and mascara
\nBlue which I found
\nEnhanced with affection
\nAnd gave her that look
\nAnd the voice of an angel
\nThat’s in my book<\/p>\n
Her long hair
\nHer youthfulness
\nThis girls a star
\nHer tone gets me thinking
\nAnd me from afar
\nWith such perseverance
\nShe reaches and I
\nAm left just imagining
\nReally how high<\/p>\n
She could go far in this business
\nWith beauty and flair
\nWith the voice that just floats
\nIf she could be there
\nInto the heavens
\nAnd over the sky
\nThis girl has a voice
\nI shall love till I die<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Noemie Loizana Just seventeen years A cherry trilby And so many tears From those people listening People like me If you lift me up Then I shall see Such passion such beauty Such a throaty refrain She sings like she … Continue reading