My Angel Poem by Tony Adah
My Angel
I am waiting
Under the apple tree
For the angel
That makes the apple
In my chest tick
She's not forthcoming.
I have decided to relish
The apples of the tree
Under my head
But everything comes
Short of my expectations.
I am waiting
Waiting for face
Of my guardian angel
The opium of the
Oddities of my world
My dream angel
Her face, a truce
To many wars
My dream angel
I am still waiting.
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