Silver Angel Wings
By Silver Angel
On silver angel wings she flies In the magenta streaked sky Sadness beyond belief in her eyes In her heart, many reasons to cry On silver angel wings she treads Barely touching upon the leaves of golden red In her body, thoughts strive to breath Yet her mind tells her, forget your needs On silver angel wings she lingers She is the hovering mist of the morning The purple haze caressing the moon She is less, but so much more She is the glimpse, of a midnight rainbow The shy blush of the mid-day sun She is lost into herself once more As she floats evermore, on her silver angel wings Written October 1st, 2001 © on Sep 30 2001 10:55 PM PST 0 • 10
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"On silver angel wings she flies ..."