Wings tinged with specks of milky white
illuminated halo floating high
this may be a typical angel
but it's surely not mine.
He
ascends from
crowded hallways not
morning clouds or evening stars.
I
have never felt this blessed to
know a person so
perfectly
right.
Angel,
love of my life
call him what you may please.
He is the alarm clock that wakes me up
the movement that soothes me to sleep.
He shines in my desires
lives in my dreams
Angel
He may pass you by
and you'd never know his name.
He doesn't have pockets of gold
no riches...no fame.
To me he's more than the universe
better than diamond, rubies, pearls
He's just someone I hold dear to me
He makes me the luckiest girl in the world.
Just a person living a normal life
but he's an angel in my eyes.
