For my loves story

by Silent Angel   Apr 19, 2008


An angels heart is not meant to be broken,
but for this lovers heart, it was all she had known,
as her broken halo layed next to her wings,
which were tattered and thrown in the rushing rivers.

As a god she knew not of, who had only been shown hate,
wondering what love had in store for his fate,
He desired the sweet kiss of innocence,
and the love of an angels pureness.

As he soared through the skies searching the grounds below,
he came across the angels broken halo,
as he descended upon the ground,
he landed near the angel, and watched as she looked up.

As he walked nearest her,
and dazed into the brown glow of her eyes,
his knees became week, and he
watched and waited to hear her speak.

As he walked to wipe the tears that gracefully fell off her cheek,
he wrapped his arms around her body, as she trembled
uncontrollably.
He gently kissed her lips, and for once had felt the love
that they both had been waiting for,
and now their fate has finally been shown.

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