An Angel That Could Have Been Poem by Crimson Love

Lift an ear to the heavens,
To hear angels whispering,
They chortle and Grin, at an angel that could have been,
Desecrating her name, for she has sinned,
She loved the unlovable,
A demon of dark,
Loved by an angel, there love a spark,
Igniting a firey rage upon the gods that have given them life,
A demon Loving an angel how could this be?
The're love something differant and so obscene,
This demon a dark masquerade,
luring light until it fades,
Needing a Queen, Unlike the others,
He needed a light for his kingdom of midnight,
Where hopes and dreams can be illuminated.
Tugging at the shadows, the darkness will be sated,
Losing its thirst for Power,
A balance of both Shadow and light,
A perfect match like day and night.