Fallen Angel
Blue black
like the shadows of the night
silken snake smooth
to my touch
I am living
with the memory of you,
my angel.
Old as stone
and stone strong polished
screams like a help call
from your hell
so brittle
that the slightest slight
will break you,
my angel.
In every shadow
of the darkest night
in stranger's eyes
in silent pools
in your raven wings
reflecting blue the moon
always with me,
always with me
my angel
my fallen angel
my love. |
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