My soul must be willess, it hurts so great,
All thoughts dedicated to an angel,
Beautiful skin, her smile to lift all weight,
Our meet, unexpected, great change befell,
Cherub, your world disguise fools all but me,
I know of those feathers beneath your veil,
You, mi amor, cause my being such glee,
But my soul will be lost if I fail,
I will spiral into a land of pain,
Graveyard, abyss, helpless without escape,
Only one light could save me, life so mundane,
Your smile, your voice, your touch, are my escape,
But now I am trapped here, this endless drift.
Every day worse than the last, no gift.
-February 2013