Day Dreaming of a Sky Girl

My Angel of eternal peace.
with her Pink coat and blue contact lenses her blonde wig and amazing smile.
My Kelly my best friend who I turn to every day praying for messages from you.
In dreams of traveling to another world I have her here now.
My Angel dear she sings to me with her eyes in ways no one else has ever done.
Her light brighter then the summer skies Her pale skin tender to my touch.
Beginning every day checking my messages to see if she has reached out.
years ago by without reply maybe in another life perhaps.
Maybe it was not my luck and I am wasting my time dreaming about Autumn skies bringing me love.
In darkness I escape the pain in my shadow lands I am still that kid waiting for the Alien girl to rescue me from the dark. Jesus I saw your light and knew you as an Emperor of the Universe and Now I know you as my best friend. Dreaming about a Sky girl with her family to come rescue me from the earth before I am lost in the nothing. Empty of light still clinging to dreams from 20 years ago of an Angel come down to Earth to rescue me from my barn house and bring me to the emperor of the cosmos. Untold dreams of fighting all creation to win a chance at seeing the Alien girl from my dreams how I recall I am now alive awaiting my Emperor King of KIngs and Lord of Lords my best friend from my dreams who sits on the throne of all creation who gave me dreams of battle in a arena for love who is Kelly Pink Diamonds in the end I pray Jesus knows her and He knows me too.
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