I am the Angel
of your morning,
the light that spreads
my wings over you.
My love is a beacon
that calls you home
...to my heart
...to my soul.

I am the Angel
of your breath,
the caressing breeze
that breathes for you.
My love exhaling soul-puffs
that inflate the empty chambers
...in your heart,
...in your soul.

I am the Angel
of your joy,
the laughter that fills
your eager spirit. My love
is a Vienna Waltz that lightly
dances across the morning-glow
...of your heart,
...of your soul.