Behold the sweet angel as she dances,
Bringing heaven with her into the night,
Her eyes glisten—spellbound with her glances—
That soft image twinkling in my sight.
And all her beauty is there on display,
Carrying the scent of every flower.
She breathes a fresh essence into the day;
My thoughts turn towards her at every hour.
Every time that I look up to the skies—
Recalling each moment shared in our youth.
She bore the gifts of heaven in her eyes;
If only courage had allowed my truth.
When love exists—as we knew from the start—
We must keep it safe, chained within the heart.
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Author:
Thomas Koron (
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- Category: Love
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May that love be there for us all in this world.
Welcome to MPS.
Should rise through the ranks very rapidly round here., where you may find a whole bunch of poets speculating on angels....
Welcome etc. Feel free to join in any debate that interests you - this keeps MPS a lively place.
found this to be such a soothing read
thanks for sharing, dear poet
They say when an Angel us around that you can smell the scent of flowers . A lovely poem 🙂
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