Black Wings

by broken reflection   Aug 31, 2006


Black wings,
Mark our white skies,
The person bearing these marvels,
Enters our world of lies...
His face is of an, angels,
His beautiful wings stretch across rooms,
His intelligence outgrows us all,
He destroys all gloom.
Black wings can bring us love,
Black wings as soft as doves,
Black wings repairs our broken ways,
Black wings, why won't you stay?

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