My Angel…

I know place

a shine comes

revelation by

a crucifixion.

This world of

tattered souls

bleeds please

take control.

I see your me

in my industry

in you believe

let us now see.

I look to us,

a place mine

where days in

us I rewind.

Over and over

peril comes in.

But then I see

a smile again.

Away goes sin,

touch I a cheek

saying it is okay

to be but meek.

Thank my soul

I am salvation

since I felt your

own sensation.