Wings of a Fallen Angel

An angel sat next to me last night,

She was cold and was dressed in white..

She stared straight into my eyes, and smiled..

She held my hand, and rested herself near mine..

Heavenly bodies were cruel to her last night..

God had another plans for her last night..

She shares her story, and tells me why,

She didn’t have the heart anymore to respect their sky..

So, banished as she was, she fell to the earth..

Another fallen angel, since Lucifer..

But she didn’t feel weak or didn’t feel hurt..

Was  ready to face whatever came to her..

 ‘’Many more will fall to you, as I have come..

God is our father, but not all of us are his sons’’

We weren’t so different, her and I..

Both of us, impulsive and young..

But, in her eyes, I felt the cold warmth..

Of conquest, happiness and timeless freedom..

The two of us spoke till the night swept away..

The sun’s breath didn’t feel the same as it did yesterday..

She had a crescent scar across her neck,

Yet a threshold of beauty and utmost bliss it spread..