Dark Angel with a cold heart of stone <br />in effort to keep his dark thrown he <br />calls home, <br /> <br />Drifting by night closing his eyes with <br />deliberate determination trying to remember <br />when he first lade eyes on his queen, <br /> <br />A journey he never wants to forget <br />gentle touch of her true love her voice <br />so true but yet very sweet, <br /> <br />Moonlight is his everything like the <br />lighting to a blaze of his true gaze <br />from the darken sea, <br /> <br />Midnight blackest sky moonlight shines <br />on high in Dark Angels eyes <br />dangerous and innocent with a blossom kiss, <br /> <br />A little weeping would make his heart spark <br />in a cold December skies moonlight is his life. <br /> <br />Lilly Emery<br /><br />Poetic Lilly Emery<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/heart-of-stone-27/
