Angel
A subtle mark that helps you identify remembrance. A peaceful thought that replenishes and when I wake and wonder how I'll make a day of it I think of all the dreams I've never dreamed and how I'll see you in them. Breath exists to fill you. I exist to feel you whether in bed or in my head you are a strange beginning to my story and it's twisted ending. An aura looms like halo moons that highlight your features. You're dawning now, I can't see how I could've missed the sun when you are just another day from raining down upon me like a joyous plague that makes me beg to know it's wrath and face my just rewards. I just adore you, my angel, a sword that plunges deep into my soul.