HAZEL Calumarde - *an angel

and then an angel come
who breathes flesh to your bones,
she'll be there to offer you protection
for that flesh to stay young forever in you vision
and you'll say never to older days,
whom you're afraid

you're an angelto her...

she appreciates your effort in writing
angels love writing too...
but they don't need to write
and you don't need to read it

just look at it,
it's right there on your skin
the lashes you have in your eyes
and the hair you have in your head

she will never leave you even in the end
she don't need for your appreciation
she knows you want her even without telling her
she knows how much you love her
when you're lookin' in your own eyes
touching that long curly lashes
infront of the mirror who testifies.

that angel...
loves you who's an angel to her...


_manol_

HAZEL Calumarde

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-angel-23/