I saw no golden halo, nor pure wings of white. Yet still there was something about you, like a great shimmering light. Your gentle nature and purest heart, shone out though it was dark. I felt a stir, and was ready, for where I was about to embark
You took my hand and led me far, into all that was my dream. My eyes could not comprehend, all that was being seen. I fell before your fairest grace, and cried tears of pure joy. For how could one like you exist, in the body of a boy?
An angel I