Adoration For Angels

Listen all that stumble and fallen into arms of Angels. This of mine' loves so dearly, much more than she can be loved. Seraphims above and ghastly deities below - She is the purest form of them all. Her smiles' elegantly reassuring. Like a singing bird that deserves a hand of applause. A bow and a red rose thrown at her feet. Certainly we are assured - That a slightest light gives an estranged bird a profound feeling of utmost fortitude. Alas! In similar ways, this of mine', pure at heart, glittered with beauty and profoundly made me speak out against the gods, Aphrodite and Eros that had unfairly confined such a beautiful bird that sang the words of Love from dawn to sunset. (Dedication to Tione)