Please
Please.
I ask myself.
Please don't care.
But my angel awaits me
With an off-beat stare.
Please.
I plead in my mind.
Please don't smile.
But my angel awaits me.
As he walks down my isle.
Please.
I ask myself.
Please don't look.
But my angel awaits me.
Pretending to look at a book.
Please.
I plead in my mind.
Please don't ask.
But my angel awaits me.
He is already on the task.
Please.
I now ask him.
Please don't leave me.
But my angel is here.
And he sees the real me
Copyright © Allison Bowser | Year Posted 2009
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