His eyes, <br />They follow, <br />Expecting... <br />I touch his face- <br />Your innocent without <br />Knowing it. <br />My Angel <br /> <br />The shadows gather <br />And he warms me <br />Thrills, <br />Holds me, <br />His eyes are dark, <br />My Angel <br /> <br />My soul it trails, <br />hoping, expecting, <br />Dreaming... <br />My Angel<br /><br />Alyce Crowley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-angel-8/
