My Angelic Goddess
I seen angels wage warson foreign, starry shores,
as the revenant of Heaven
before me.
Waters illuminscent,
I peer, under a soft lit
crescent.
Cherubim beget,
in Heaven they've
wept,
her beauty allures their sorrow.
Seraphim lament,
The Holiest
God sent,
my angel be born
the morrow..
Shooting star's pleasure
unheathing my treasure,
mi'lady ignites within me,
stranger its season,
denying her, treason!
Seeing her,
dreaming her,
my weakness to reason.......
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