My angel thou is always there.
Watching me from my fractured ceiling.
I sense you, but, seeing you is beyond my senses.
My ability are not one those that permits the seeing angels or maybe not seeing enough.
I hear you whispering like a gentle wind.
In bed I feel you touch me, invisibly.
Snuggled with a being who isn't really there.
My angel.
Look after me.
I know I need you there.
(c)LIVVI