Sweetangel... Poem by Anashree Nash

Sweet Angel

Take my hand and lead me to the night;
That we first met.
Take me into your gentle arms,
As I dwell upon your chest.

I feel your heartbeat, your every breath;
The scent of your cologne;
Nothing else matters now,
My sweetangel, my home.

The splendour of our love;
Mesmerizes me;
It gave my soul a heartbeat,
Beating endlessly.

Moments of us together;
Pensive in my mind,
It plays on like a movie scene,
The memories of all time.

The camcord of my mind plays on,
Our love illuminating light;
Brighter than the sunshine,
Brighter than the night.

Your eyes, they always spoke to me;
A peerless truth kept all in awe,
Those eyes, they still mirror,
The future we once saw.

I kiss you on your lower lip,
You divulge the sweetest smile;
Your placid nature surges,
Love alone can cross the Nile.

The earth beneath me quivers,
I hear the heavens sing;
Trumpets echo through the night,
Church bells begin to ring.

My soul whispers a secret,
And salsas on the moon;
Love dancing on my heart in bliss;
Your footsteps on the dunes.

A penny for your thoughts,
The melody of your voice;
You wrap your arms around me,
A warm blanket from the ice.

I turn around, you're here now;
An ambiance steals the night,
You're a superlative masterpiece;
The most handsome prince, my knight.

The zenith of my smile,
Reaches heavens doors;
My hearts orchestrated symphony,
Lured you accross the shores.

As Britain boasts the priceless gem;
Glittering on her crown,
Perhaps in time she'll see,
You always belonged to me.

The Great pyramid of Giza, The Taj Mahal,
The Colosseum in Rome,
It's I who marvels at the Greatest wonders of the world,
The greatest love I've known.

Nestled in your arms once more,
There's no place I'd rather be;
My soul residing in the armour of your love,
My spirit now set free.

As loneliness takes its final bow;
And I kiss the nights missing you goodbye,
Teardrops cascade down my face;
Suffused by the utmost joy.

My love for you begins to soar;
Painting every star above,
As it haloes accross the skies;
The cosmos witness the art of true love.

You take my hand and lead me to,
A life of perpetual bliss,
A story profoundly written;
The Lords mastery one can't dismiss!