My Fallen Angel Poem by Faith Sample

Wings as black as night,
He waits in the forbidden forest
That only the foolish dare enter
He consumes their souls with no regret
Waiting for me to return
I always ask myself,
'Do I dare? '
I, however, do not know the answer

Eyes the color of gold
He waits for his next foolish victim
In the middle of that forbidden forest
He'll probably consume my soul without a regret
Or will he?
I then tell myself,
'I am his, as he is mine.'
Do I dare find out?

Hair the color of the purest snow
So pure for something so dark, so evil
Yet, I hardly can resist the temptation
To run my fingers through it
Then I remember his words,
'Come back for me.'
Will I go back?

'My fallen angel, '
He called me
'My sweet sin, and temptation,
Whose wings are the dullest grey,
Return to me,
Never forget me.'

I am his fallen angel,
As he, is mine