The Demon And The Angle Poem by Tyler Rager

The Angle falls from grace
Hiting the ground and hard.
The Demon sees the pain
And remembers her own fall.
She lifts the Angle up
His wings are velvet soft.
The Angle speaks a cry
The Demon smiles happily.
The Angle struggles to break free
Yet stops from the kiss.
The Angle is taken back
Then truely sees the Demon.
The Demon is beautiful
Though deadly and grim.
Her beautiful beconing
Draws him in.
One more kiss then another
Then they brace each other.
The Demon and Angle
Now hand and hand.
Walking into the horizon
Looking for the promise land.