The Purest Of White

Ajon4wheels

My angel is always above me

He is keeping me safe, he loves me tenderly

Watching me every moment around flying free

My heart belongs to him, seriously

 

My core is beautiful because of his care

In his hands for all time

His feathers he sneaks down to earth for me. They’re there.

I know that heavenly pieces are solely mine

 

They are purest of white I ever seen

To let me know that he is free and he’s with me

He carefully places them where I been

I am at peace with my loving angel, with his glee

 

My core is warm as he touches it

He pale hands are so soft and gentle

My angel will always be able to take the hits

He protects my heart and soul from all evil

 

It doesn’t matter I need him whenever

He takes safe keeping of my core from horrible people

Always giving care to me, forever

I can’t even get see my angel, if I was on the highest steeple

  • Author: 4wheels (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 10th, 2024 01:19
  • Category: Unclassified
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