He was an angel,
An angel of war,
She a tender angel of mercy,
She dared to care
How dare she care.
He folded his bloodied wings and cried.
He shredded his banners,
He smashed his silvery sword,
Exchanged  it for a dagger.
He rammed it deep into her heart.
She cried an ocean of tears,
for the love that could not be.
She played her love upon a pen,
She called it poetry.
(c) Livvi