Once An Angel
She was once an angel,
Now, fallen, by choice.
She sings to me in the night,
And holds me with her voice.
She dances across my skies,
I feel her essence in the air
While deep inside, my soul still cries,
To know she's really there.
I hold her in a vision,
But I long to touch her skin.
I'll gladly pay the price of heaven,
If loving her is a sin.
Grounded in flights of fancy,
Along eternity's shore -
Sweet elegance, my dream in dance,
An Angel, evermore.
And so, being young and dipt in folly
I fell in love with melancholy,
But dreams - of those who dream as I,
Aspiringly, are damned, and die: