Mi 'Angel (My Angel) Poem by Stuart Logan

Mi 'Angel (My Angel)



Falling like the scattered souls of tender leaves,
She walks away from me.
I yearn to reach out,
Yet I was the man who sent her away.
I am fool and lover.
The echoes of the long distant sigh.
My Angel with her back to me.
Shows no wings.
She fell from grace long ago,
On the day I cast her away.
Death knows not what I wish of it,
He does not stand tall on a vile green steed.
Death is a robber.
Come in the night and shadows to steal away that which we cherish.
And I would welcome his clammy hand to touch my cheek.
Should I fall, I would fall knowing she would be,
With a man better than I.
I can bait the hook with ease,
But my conscience drives me to throw my catches back.
They have a life to live.
I will not be the one to make them stop living it.
Mi 'Angel.
You came to me.
Now it is best you leave.
For I am no man for an Angel.
I am too far down the path of the Demon.
To ever let my love free.
I love you.
But in the end.
It is not enough.

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