To this angel

by colin octave   Dec 10, 2006


I lay myself to sleep each night in the comfort of my sheets,
Thinking of this angel just waiting to massage her feet,
A flaming sweet scented angel like this special girl,
The one with whom I wish to share my world,
I would gladly give her diamonds if she asked for pearls.
Each moment I think of her is a love story waiting to be told,
Her name brings me warmth when I'm feeling oh so cold.

I wish i could show her how I really feel,
Maybe with GOD I'll make a deal,
To my love,my love I'll no longer conceal.
I try to tell tell her time and time again that I care,
But I never do my hearts filled with fear,
Fear of rejection because of other's selfish perception,

It's now up to GOD to let this love be,
My love for her would last forever if it were up to me,
I wish this angel my love she would see,
I know i like her the question is does she like me?
I sit here in a maze being amazed thinking of her.

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