Angel

I saw you by the fence, disguised in pretense
Of a poor maiden
With the flirt in your eye, that i would try
Oh you luscious maiden

To me you crept, with a pair inept
And asked me not my name
And a silence which, subdued a screech
Told me I was claimed

Your hair laid fresh, the deepest mesh
Desert breeze failed
I did dare not, caress the lot
These earthen hands were too rough

But you felt thirst, so water was a first
And so I took you to the well
The pitcher would dry, every time I try
To pour it out

And again the pretense, innocent silence
Crystal eyes look up
They say they need, a generous feed
Of love

You lend your hand, my life's reprimand
And the skin glossed of light
Envisioned a touch of feather, when the hands came together
And I moved mine

I did not yet touch, did not want to as such
For the strength in me refrained
But I fell to the ground, holding you around
Your waist

Was it all you deemed, my plight esteemed
The wreck of my stature?
Did you want to fly, a worn out cry
Out of my armature?

I knew the sign, unworldly divine
Was ready when you struck the fence
I had the disease, I had to cease
Then why all the pretense?

For all these years, I lived in tears
Misery was a routine parade
I needed my chance, at such elegance
Now take me away