Arms of an Angel by: balseirocharmed

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From the depth of ice,

To the arms of an angel.

I awoke to a sight for sore eyes,

From the top of her head,

-Down to her chin.

Blue eyes,

Like deep ocean pools,

Containing a swirl of emotions,

That I could lose myself in.

Her smile,

So angelic,

Made me feel so unusually warm inside.

I felt something,

Something strange indeed.

Although I must admit ,

This feeling that I feel as of that date,

Isn't something that I will regret.

It's an odd tingling feeling inside the pit of my tummy,

That travels up and down my veins,

It travels all around and about inside of me.

Like I ate several buttering butterflies,

And now they're all buzzing in and about inside of me,

Trying to find a nonexistent exit,

Just to return back to where they began,

At the starting point of the pit of my tummy.

What I feel must remain untold,

Hidden like my arrows,

She must never learn of how I truly feel.

If she was to know,

It would be far too risky.

Maybe I'm wrong here,

But there is no time to ponder that what if's.

She could possibly return those feelings that I inhabit,

Which if so,

I wouldn't require my air bending to fly up in the sky,

The joy I would feel would be enough.

Although if I should be right,

And her feelings do not match the ones I occupy,

My small heart would soon crumble in two,

I would sink into the ground underneath my feet.

I would have no feeling anymore,

My air bending would be rendered useless,

Without this hope of possible returned love,

There would be nothing to fly over about.

So it seems best,

Not to voice these silent questions inside of me,

I'd probably go best,

Not knowing the answers to those unanswered questions.

Maybe when the time comes to,

I will voice these questions,

Loud and clear.

But until then,

These questions shall remain deep in the depths of mind.

From the depth of ice,

To the arms of an angel.