"Eyes of an Angel" by Yuki Erika Radcliffe

Eyes of an Angel.

I stand before an angel, dark,

As dark as the pitch black sky at night,

Yet pale as that silver orb,

Pure shadow around a shining light.

It shines upon your features, bright,

Your beauty, in its respective way

Is perfect, though your gentle love

Is painful as the light of day.

It left me with a price to pay,

To fight alone, although I try

To bring myself to just forget

The light that shines behind your eyes.

And for your life, I’d gladly die,

And in return, a single kiss

Is all I ask, what I receive,

The silent laughter from your lips.

But still, I’m frozen in your midst,

While you weep woeful tears of blood,

I stand by, I can only watch,

Drifting in the sanguine flood.

A single rose begins to bud,

And likewise, we begin to grow,

Although our paths lead us apart,

It comes as no surprise, I know.

With crimson heat, your body glows,

Despite the warmth, I feel a chill

Creep up my spine, we’re out of time,

With no more than a simple thrill.

With just the strength drawn from my will,

We live a brief infinity,

A fleeting lifetime, a lasting instant,

In chaos, in serenity.

With stronger a love than enmity,

In my eyes, you’re a beauty, true,

But if beauty is in the eyes of the beholder,

Then what kind of beast am I to you?