Fallen angels, beaten wings
Smiles faint
Thrown from high
Clouds closed, hearts droop
Life's race
Does cast stars
From lofty mountains
A loss here,
a tear there
A year here
Now nowhere
Shiny stars
Now bitten dust
Indeed
Fallen angels
Have beaten wings.

She was my music
I danced with.
Created  in life's
Endless tunes
Clothed in
Chanted rythms,

beats
Woven with
Beautiful webs
Drawn from
Ceaseless flow
Of intricate patterns
Sewn
together
By broken masks.

Thud falls!
Discord breaks.
Ecstasy  fades
Enchantment  falls
She was the music
I danced with.

Under the yellow moon,
We  spent together
Half baked lies,
Crusted
In tasty deceit.
Moans of
Beautiful hurts,
Neatly stabbed,
In words of naivety
Painted ironically.
Illusions fade!
Mind sobs.
We spent together
Lies
Under the yellow moon.

A fall from Grace
Uncertain in life's
race.
Thrown from Olympus,
My stars shut, my
Lots cast
Sitting in death's shade,
I breathe my last
Drawn from memories'
Abundant harvest
I take a stroll
Walking through
It's fields
Ripened tears,
Green smiles
That blossom
Sorrow
Hades beckons,
Heart drops
A fall from Grace
Is life's uncertain race.

She was my Cinderella
Dancing through memories
Of time,
She held my court
Moving through the ball,
On merry whispers of the
Night
Till fate struck twelve
And left me gazing
At the mystery
Silver slipper
She was my Cinderella.

She was the poem
I couldn't read.
Blurred lines of
Love dipped in
Sauce  of perplexing beauty
mixed
With commas and stops.

Confusing
emotions, displayed
In iambs and rhymes
Of this and that,
My heart  sighs,
turns the page.
She was the poem I couldn't read.

Waves of love
Splashing
Tides  of smiles
With strokes
Of laughter
Echoes in every corner.
  If
you could
Say cheese
I'd knock on your heart
With a flower
Waiting for your picture
Leaving a note
Saying
"Darling you're mine".