I took a glimpse at an angel— so beautiful;
I took a gaze without giving it breath,
I couldn’t recall her name.
And oh, what a shame it was,
Not knowing what to speak, of an outwardly presence,
I relentlessly chased after an old dream,
Hoping for a hint of conclusion— a foreign illusion.
For in spirit and in truth, —
I watched the skies crack open; splitting wildly
My sights, between a longing & desire.
Desire: the great betrayer to an eye,
When what you see, isn’t what you get to own.
Owing to her gaze; upon such a beautiful architect,
But some time later, it all built up another phased regret.
Angels that leave you out of breath,
Whether passing out on their lap,
Or passing idly, on Death.
Beauty, is all so terrifying.
