Only Angels have Wings

by Pal3skin

the pov of a stranger, lost in the world of His Dark Materials.:::the title is pretty much the summary, so just read and review, because I really don't know how to describe this poem. Just read and see if you can decipher what I mean!:::

Only Angels have Wings

I take of with joy in the evening breeze,

I twist and turn with delight; the full moon is my only light

Which is my guide at night.

I set of home; gently I land and lay down imbedded in clouds,

To fall asleep with the knowledge to know that,

Only Angels have Wings.