Oh, look at you my angel. <br />How none other can match your beauty, <br />How the angels and archangels cry out for you; <br />I will protect you my love, it is my duty. <br /> <br />The powers and principalities swear on heaven’s clouds. <br />If only they could be with you, so fair. <br />Then true love they could truly see, <br />How much joy and laughter they could share. <br /> <br />The virtues and dominions are jealous for pure light. <br />There sins transpire because of you, <br />Justified by your beauty and honesty. <br />Your love cleanses them, almost as pure as you are too. <br /> <br />The thrones and cherubim cry out for a one such as you. <br />You’re matchless in all goodness and lacking nothing. <br />You complete me and all the holy want to be with you. <br />You my love are to me everything. <br /> <br />The four holiest seraphim, oh the seraphim! The pure seraphim whose pride never shows! <br />They can only envy you, my dear! <br />You are their fatal flaw, their impurity! <br />And you are the earth’s sin’s cure, please let me hold you near. <br /> <br />So on that day I saw the face, <br />Of my fallen Earth Angel laying down. <br />I thought to myself as I passed, <br />I love you, please direct me, and turn my life around. <br /> <br />So forever I will be without, <br />My angle of this tainted Earth. <br />And all the angels of Heaven or demons of Hell. <br />Will only know how much you’re truly worth.<br /><br />Peter Vector<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/meus-angelus-of-terra/
