
Another poem I wrote while I worked at Starbucks and once again on the back of a receipt. Also written for my husband to be.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry/Romance - Words: 140 - Published: 07-24-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2549854
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Winged Love
The soft hands of an angel,
That's what you give me
And in return for you winged love
I will set you free.
I will kiss your forehead
And lay you to sleep
Watch you drift to dreams,
Quietly, as I weep.
Tears not that of sadness,
But tears of pure love
As I watch your dreams fly,
Soar high above.
High above the clouds,
Past Heaven's gates,
Earth's moon far behind,
Who knows what awaits.
Maybe past all of the galaxies,
All of the beautiful stars,
Lays our peaceful destiny
Where we have no scars.
So fly my angel,
My sweet winged love,
To the skies so clear,
To the stars above.
But know my dear
That I am not far behind,
Helping you when I can,
And trying to be kind.
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