My Angel

The touch of her smooth skin on mine,                                                The kiss of her lips on mine,                                                                 I become damaged as I believe I do not deserve happiness,         As I look at her it is like I am looking at a guardian angel with      so much lust,                                                                                         It as though she has been sent down to show me the way,           But as I look into her mysterious eyes I know she does not feel the same.


  • Justsomegeeze

    I can strongly relate to this. I too had someone who was my angel. Well written

  • Tony36

    Wonderfully written

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