"God please send me an angel"
He's lost in his thoughts asking why he can't find her
he searches and searches but still can't find herhe looks at the pictures of the famous women he loves all over his three ring binder
"God where is my angel ?"
In school daydreaming about the day that she comes into his sight
The smile he'd give her
and say all the things she likes
Practicing over and over makin sure he got it right
Strike her with his charm-but his dreaming got interrupted
by this damn fire alarmIt wakes him, snaps him right back to reality
Now he's back to his thoughts
Concealed in the back of his head
Locked away with a master keyHe still can't find his angel
He keeps on about his regular day
But subconsciously it's killing himBut the thought of finding her
Helps him proceed, it's really willing himHe thought "what if I give up? My angel isn't out there I really have no motive"
Till he looks down by his feet and just so happens to noticea paper with a name, & it was
written in cursive
looked to his left, saw she had a tattoo of a rose on her ankle
The thorns twisted at a 90 degree angle
As he looked up
She took the paper from him
And introduced herself
"Hi my name is Angel"
YOU ARE READING
Where's My Angel?
PoetryWhen you stop looking, is when you'll find what you are looking for.