"Angel Fair"
There she lies,
my angel cries
in tears of
her own blood.
Lips of wine
fade with time
as life gives
way to ice.
Breath not dare
leave angel fair;
I rest with
in her arms.
~END~
There she lies,
my angel cries
in tears of
her own blood.
Lips of wine
fade with time
as life gives
way to ice.
Breath not dare
leave angel fair;
I rest with
in her arms.
~END~
this one kinda goes with another poem i wrote called Death's Cold Knife....might post it. they don't actually go together, were'nt written to go together, it just sounds that way to me. 3nodding
