About the Poem
This is about a woman who restored my faith in the virtue of love
The Angel |
| by Mark Acciard |
| I worked and loved and lived my life right I prayed to the Lord, every day and night To send me an Angel, to honor and love And to me he did send her, from heaven above She was beautiful, glorious, I was smitten from the start Intelligent, witty, with a glance she melted my heart I knew right then I had found my true love Her kiss, sent my heart soaring on the wings of a dove Defenses breached, Walls tumbled down Gazing deep into her eyes, knowing I would drown Her love, I wore like a badge of honor though her actions made me sit back and ponder The wonder of a love so strong Whispering into her ear all night long If only I could put into words, just how I feel Then perhaps this breach in my heart would seal I could love unconditionally, not worry if returned Accepting what comes, never fearing being burned Boundless passion I have stored in this heart of mine Taken for granted, or neglected, time after time |
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