My Angel In Jeans

I awoke, to find myself standing in the middle of a concrete covered wasteland. i could'nt seem to shake the feeling, that i've been here before. but i can't seem to remember when, or why? the only thing that seemed to remain,was the faint smell of a paradise long gone. I began to seach for the way in, hoping it would lead to the way out! as i felt my life's force fading away, i knew my demise was drawing near. i knelt down to pray, dear god forgive me! As i spoke a calming warmth came over me, i no longer feared death, i called for it! at that moment i knew, my body and soul were no longer one. my earthy form was but an empty shell. It was then death welcomed me into his arms, i cradled my head down, into the bosom of the reaper. i senced a great sorrow, flowing from deep within the dark one. pulsing out from where a heart, could never be. It seemed like day's, but were only moments! i opened my eyes and saw only clear blue sky. a light breeze wrapped itself around me, bringing with it the most glorious, feeling of joy. I knew i was home and safe. turning i found myself gazing into the worn green eyes of an angel. with a loving smile, and a powerful fludder of her wings, she was gone! Clad only in old blue jeans, my saving angel, with torn and tattered wings.