A/N: This is a Destiel poem I wrote so, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural. Obviously.
He dreams of an angel's wings
Wrapped around his body
Protecting and concealing him
And he looks into his Angel's
Beautiful, deep blue eyes
He can feel the handprint
On his shoulder, burned in his flesh
The handprint of his savior
His Angel
And while he is strong,
Powerful, and brave
He allows his Angel to
Protect him because he
Trusts his Angel with his life
And his Angel trusts him back