You are my angel.
My one and only destiny.
We were always meant to be.Harnessing the essence of your past to evade the world, which made you believe there was something wrong with wandering through my mind every now and then. It's not like you think about me all of the time. That's impossible, unless I'm thinking of you. Never is there a moment that I think to catch my breath and forget you. I'd rather choke. I'd still think of you night and day, morning to dawn.
Blessed be the creatures you cross and the ones who know your souls best, but never better than me.
I know your mind as well as your heart. It's the map of my love and my ever devoting mortality to which I spend kissing the ground that you might one day walk upon. I can never be too sure, so I went to the moon and sun after I begged the earth to protect you. Now, the world has promised to never harm you.
Every rose thorn that might prick your skin now will only glide away like a feather in the wind. Each fall you take will be like floating gently above water. If you ever were to sink into the sea, I will part the ocean for you. Then, when the time of your eternal rest shall one day come, I will lay you delicately upon a cloud that will take you to the skies where heaven will have been waiting its angel's return.
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Literally don't know where this came from. I blanked out after watching a movie and then bam. I got the first words out of me, and the rest just rolled off my fingertips. Also, this poem is dedicated to my one and only precious(my cat/rat hybrid).
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