the Heaven's met an angel
named love
he had bright hazel eyes
and a smile sparkling
as a star
his hands were pale as snow
but warm like the blanket
his love wraped me in
the Heaven's met an angel
named love
he read my poems
and they provoked emotions,
raw,
his love
the Heaven's met an angel
named love
and he will never die
his passion will live
through my veins
even if he leaves
to go somewhere
where angels go
the Heaven's met an angel
named love
and I'm glad he's lived
in my bones
and soared through the pits of
Hell---I call myself
and the Heaven is me
the Heaven's met an angel
named love
and they loved