It was like satin upon fingertips,
Salted caramel upon my lips,
Warm like the sun the morning after,
The drum in my chest, thumping faster,
A joy nothing in this world outstrips.

Tinted my cheeks a rosy hue,
Felt as fresh as the morning dew,
Like the strongest cup of coffee,
The rush left me feeling dizzy,
I was certain then, I knew,

She broke my walls, spawn of April,
Wandered my halls, started a fable,
She allowed me to feel again,
Freed me from this cage in my brain,
I fell in love with a fallen angel.