Ever Glowing Angel
If angels could see me now you would see;
A furiously jealous tear fall from each of their watery eyes,
A malevelent and scheming smirk crawl across their faces,
You could see the agitated gripping and ungripping of their fists,
And why may you ask are these normally peacefull and holy creatures acting in this way?
It is because HE fell from heaven and left there presence
HE fell in front of me, right before my bewildered eyes,
The angel that tripped and fell from the clouds above,
and now HE spends HIS time among us meer mortals,
Pretending and not believing HE is more than us.
But if you have met HIM you would know HE is so much more,
HIS face was graceful, gently and carefully sculpted by the Gods,
HIS heart and soul so pure,
They were made of a concentration of gold and dimonds,
Every minor detail of HIM is pure perfection.
My only fear of this Godly creature does not come from HIS broad body,
Or HIS bold and spell binding personality
No, none of that, but what terrifies me is that when HE leaves
and I know HE will because angels aways have to go home,
God will want his finest creation back.
What scares me is that when HE leaves me and our friendship subsides
I will be left like those jealous and mourning angels
Forever missing HIS ever glowing presence.
I love you alex my ever glowing angel ***
Copyright © Hazel Jackson | Year Posted 2010
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