Angels touch their toes to earth sometimes.
You think you want one
and you love her
with your warm skin
and hot breath.
You hold her by the wings
afraid she will change your life,
will make you too much alive.
She sees your fear
and let’s you let her go
rising back to the firmament,
back to the pedestal you created for her.
Fantasies are safer than living
every day with an Angel’s free spirit.
You know you need her more
than she needs you.
Her bruised wings will heal
so its okay to break your promises,