The Angel 2
This in the greyish clouds I see
My lover's eyes like a phoenix flame
It's honeyed glow melted into me
When the mist drifted upon the plains.
A presence of calming reasssurance
That I'd suffer not this life alone
A whisper of hope,a sweet entrance
You've given in this life forlorn.
Each day brings its thorn and gloom
Each day a tear,each day a feared
Wretched,joyless,boundless doom
When mute is the springtime air.
But you've armed my heart with joy
And lipped my soul with grace
When the world sought to destroy
Your love beaming down my face.
Copyright © Mustapha Mohammed | Year Posted 2013
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