The Girl in the Bule Bannered

One two looking at you

three four all in awe

five six brum a brum go the drum sticks

seven eight putting on the spot light

nine ten twirling as fast as you can, in amazement judges writing with the mighty pen.

Seeing this wonderful site in the background I see a beautiful shine of glee.
This one trip in time that stopped for a second slow motion hearing her voice is calming like the ocean.
Lights flashing capturing her every beauty of all sides, but more beautiful with her heart inside.
Feeling her soul fly off the canvas and on the the stage, nothing I can do but watch with praise.
Parades marching about with their instruments out.
With this beauty can't possible to come from earth but only from the great opening in the skies so high.
Is this what a divine creature looks like blinding me in the eye?
How I wish there was more beauty like this.