Your wings, black as midnight
Your eyes, the sweetest violet
Your skin, cold to the touch but a warm heart beats inside
To me you are a dream made real
I can touch you, hold you, kiss you, a dream I can feel
Every night, by my window sill, in bliss I wait
You fly into my room with your wings wrapped around me to pull me into you and in my ear you whisper
"We are bound by fate"
Sweet words roll off your lips and pour into my ear
One by one I fall for them all and one by one I feel a fear
I fear these words because these words are not only for me
Not one or two or even five but for all girls who you deem worthy
I want to be yours, with you alone and no one else
But not if the words you tell me and the love you throw at me are false
My angel I love you from now until my last breath
If I ask you for your love now, will you say yes?