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THE PAIN OF NIGHT
Tender is the angel, whom is hushed by the night’s stillness,
Innocence lost Lamb of God, kept warm by her ivory feathers down,
A fallen disciple of light, but beguiled by mankind’s beauty.
Two separate divinities one of earth, the other a yearling of heaven,
Touching fingertip to fingertip, yet uniting on a higher spiritual level,
Mortal man and a guardian sentinel, twin opposites joined with
One common element the gift of loving.
A coveted embrace hidden beneath the dark blanket of the
Ebony twilight hour, mingling caress of the sinful, left breathless,
Between the kingdoms of heaven and hell.
Shadow lovers living and loving in the hollows shades,
Casting silhouettes of passion, against the forest canopies,
Illuminated only within each other’s eyes of pleasures
Oh in pains loving anguish, she the angel sheds her wings of divine
Grace, and thus the he mortal princess of human flesh forsakes
His everlasting soul, but what is love without sacrifice.
In the raging storm of the eloquent, two roses grow,
One without reddened petals, the other blackened by the
Singing thorn kept in freezes stance pose, the tears of the
Weeping angel cries n the pain of the night, beside
Her fallen lover for he has made such a sacrifice on behalf
Of their immortal love.
Begging, beseeching the Holy Father to forgive, to forgive,
Let this unrighteous union not to cost this man his life,
God does hear her cries in the wilderness wild,
And is touched by her pleas this his child of heaven,
Come my lost children, for am I not the God of
Forgiveness and loving.