Back and forth, up and down, faster, faster, no this isn’t Cruel Intentions two and while the horse seemed to mind, the guy didn’t. Angel’s Descent… falling down, falling in love, be it with or on me, the fact is I need a fallen angel and I’m straight.
High above me
But to catch you
As you see
And I grew
You’re falling
Lying and not
Waiting, anticipating
You’re so damn hot
And I’m laying
While you’re on top
Just to see you fall
From above
More beautiful that I thought
This love
Surrounding all
Inside me, inside you
Hearts race
And the truth
This grind and pace
Heaven isn’t through
But comes crashing down
Eventually
How love astounds
Still buried deep
Yet found
Or so I’m guessing
Have we ever met?
How I’m confessing
It doesn’t make sense
This foolish jesting
Maybe confidence
Cupid is besting
Dear love what’s next
As I’m wishing and obsessing
An angel’s descent
Copyright © 2011, Will A. Bradford Jr. All rights reserved.
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