Angel Of The Night Poem by AngelLucianna Vesna

I, M
The angel,
Free in spirit, dancing across the star lit night…
High above all things, and with wings I- - fly…

Searching for
The lost soul for this night,
It is she? Weighted down by those surrounding her…
Hidden among the darkness…Waiting…Hoping…

She feels no longer?
Has she emptied out her mind?
Is she silent forever?
Will her heart ever beat?

I will spread and reach out my wings to her,
I will fill her mind with my words and dreams,
I will sing her heavenly songs until her emotion en-lighten,
I will wrap her up and lift her up high into the bright lit sky…

Come with me, and be away with me…
you- who longs for my touch- will feel again
you-whose mind was empty- will be filled
you-who was silent-will sing psalms with joy
and your heart will be overflowing with gladness…

So, I, M
the angel,
of this very night…And
If you had touch someone tonight:

with your hands, and words,
with your body and deeds,
with your heart felt emotion,
Then you must be an Angel- like I- of this night…