The perfect way to start a day…
I look up,
And see golden eyes watching me carefully.
His bronze hair hanging from his beautiful head,
His skin, glistening were the sun touches it.
My angel.
He whispers in my ear,
And my overworked heart starts fluttering.
How can I be so lucky?
Even if he says his soul is dammed...
I see it differently.
His soul is my heaven on earth,
The only reason my heart beats,
And why my lungs absorb the bleak oxygen.
We will always be together.
Till death comes to my doorstep,
Or till my soul becomes one of his.