Christmas is coming, <br />Tinsel and laughter, <br />You know, honey, <br />What I’m after, <br />The starlight that settles <br />Like magical prayers <br />In your eyes <br />And upon your hair. <br /> <br />Are you really prepared <br />To never see me <br />Or believe me <br />That I’m in love <br />With your superlative soul <br />Fated to save my dreams <br />From centuries of deprival, <br />Ever returning back and forth <br />Throughout the earth <br />Awaiting your arrival <br />To merely touch your hand? <br /> <br />Every word I speak to you <br />Is wild and strange, <br />But in your quiet place, <br />You trust me. <br />A million angels <br />In far-flung galaxies <br />Are telling you the same, <br />This is the lifetime <br />That we’re destined <br />To find each other.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-million-angels/
