Angel's Lament
This must not be;
I will not permit it.
I am your
Complete antithesis.
I am the hunter,
And you are the prey.
In my voice,
Satiny soft,-
Seductive-
There is death and doom.
My porcelain beauty is
Hypnotic to you.
I am a spider,
Luring you into my web.
Yet here you stand,
Unafraid.
You know who
And what
I am…
You accept me,
Knowing the risk to you
And to me.
Because of the love
We each bear the other,
Death is always at your door.
And so I protect you,
Knowing that even though
This should not be,
Any breath drawn without you
Is not worth being drawn.
