Fallen AngelFallen Angel Crawling in my forlorn appearance I hide my soul behind these tattered wings Tattered and broken as they are Plucked of light, stained in tears and blood.Fallen Angel
In quiet despair upon the cold earth Smeared in dirt I crouch upon my weary knees And clutched timidly between my fingers Rests one last jewel of Hope.
A single unblemished plume plucked From the silver light of dawn A feathered ray of light from beyond To illuminate the void that has me bound.
This precious barb of silk Once lost as I was and forgotten Blazes now to i
Is It Love?If I hugged you, would you never let go?Is It Love?
If I kissed you, would you cherish that moment?
If I reached for your hand, would you take mine gently?
If I needed a shoulder, would you let me cry on yours?
If I needed to talk, would you really listen?
If I needed to scream, would you do it with me?
If I needed to go, would you come with me?
If I fell for you, would you catch me? or just let me hit the pavement?
