Stray angel
Bright the light shines all night
Casting odd shadows amongst the fallen angels
Hidden in the high alcoves
Rootless through the deep alleyways and stark streets
They dare not look you in the eye as they pass,
And you can only admire as they sweep away every gaze in their direction
Floating almost, unaware of the stares or sighs
It is like limbo, we pass one another
Intertwined roads in contradictory paths
Why is it then, when one reaches out,
That they tremble at our touch?
I was asked once,
I do not know
I answered, quite aware of my own fear of men
And how a touch may lift the soul
Or spin a tangled tragedy to mark the man
For we angels can no longer feel
Or scar
We only observe
(Written by Celene ©Sicario Sideral)
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