Originally Written On: February 5th, 2015
O! Angel of the night,
Why are you always so uptight?
Sitting beneath a tree,
Looks like you are wanting to get free.
What's holding you back? O, Angel.
Why does a frown on your beautiful face settle?
I go through each day,
So that, at night to you I can make my way.
The moonlight shining on your chiseled face,
Situated on a rock, with a charming grace.
I find you in my sleep at night,
When everyone's retired to bed and no one is flying a kite!
Angel of the night,
Your smile be so bright.
Your muscular chest,
With a white vest.
Your bronze skin and calloused hands,
Performs magic exactly like wands.
With you I forget my pains,
My burdens, my efforts gone in vain.
I rejoice in the moments we are together,
When I'm feeling light like a feather.
Looking at you reminds me of a greek god,
I know it is a bit odd.
But as Elena had her Damon,
And Bella her Edward,
I know it might seem a bit forward,
But can I have you?
O! Angel Of The NIght.
ΔΙΑΒΑΖΕΙΣ
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