He should not exist!
In so many ways his being here defies
Absolutely Everything!
And my cosmetic makeup should not draw him closer....
But everything about him amazes me
Borrowed time of a
A borrowed Angel.
His time with me is precious.
What a curious soul
Tilts his head in amusement.
His arms hold me to a Hope I should not nourish
Only a second-
Now released.
It is I that longs to be caught.
A gilded promise
From a Makeshift Angel.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Be careful of false angels Tabitha...well written words thank you