Dark Angel

This is for you, dark angel of the night,

For when I saw you for the first time,

I thought I had strayed into a dream

You were standing there, your arms along your body,

Leaning against the wall,

And you were looking ... with a glint in your eyes

That I had never seen nowhere.

You had a few locks of hair falling in front of your eyes

These eyes so deep, so dark...

That I lost myself in it

I kept staring at you, entranced.

You were no man, you were Angel.

A black angel, with blond white hair

That fell on your neck softly

And you had these hands, so beautiful,

That when they touched you,

You couldn't take it anymore,

And lost your mind.

You looked so innocent, but so old and so deep,

In these beautiful robes that fitted you like a god.

But then when you looked up, feeling my gaze on you,

I saw your heart and your feelings in your eyes

I saw the despair and the lost life that you left behind

Because this had been your choice,

Your life, and nobody could decide of it for you.

You kept eye contact and that was when

I started seeing your memories.

An angel, another one, the sky, and darkness, followed by stars and the soft whispering of the wind, a lake, a unicorn, a women with golden hair that fell to her feet with a deep enchanting voice, and... someone who looked strangely like me.

But it wasn't my appearance: I had longer, even straighter glittery dark hair, and a strange black shining dress with a thin lace below the chest, with long silver gloves.

You, Dark angel, broke contact and your eyes were shining.

You came nearer and put one of your hand on my arm.

I shivered from the soft touch.

All of you was softness. I looked at you, I couldn't take my eyes of you anyway.

I grasped for breath and couldn't utter a word.

You posed your second hand on my waist and gently pulled me a bit closer to you.

I stopped breathing.

You opened your soft red lips and spoke slowly, with of the softness of the world.

« You are this lady, et ta beauté restera inégalée pour les siècles des siècles. »

('and your beauty will stay the unique one forever')

You, dark angel, looked at me and my lips slowly parted, flabbergasted.

Was I the one meant for you, Dark Angel ? I couldn't think.

You closed the gap between us and you put your lips on mine.

They were warm, soft and tested coconut and vanilla.

A small electric choc suddenly penetrated through my skin and hundreds of images, pictures, words came in my mind, voices murmuring « Namarië Atar, letta il edhelwën quedar a Varda en Annon Celebar, o tari Nimlad » (Farewell Father, let the young Elf lady stay on Earth in the Kingdom of Mercy or in the white Valley of the Queen)

and the small voice of a child saying « pedo mellon a minno sinon Varda ne restera nunquam neutro or entiere » (speak friendly or the Earth will never stay neutral neither whole )

The ground started shaking and people around were looking alarmed.

You took me in your arms, as the Earth was splitting in a low grave sound

And the air started turning, the wind started blowing, the clouds in the sky were moving and everything was turning so fast around us...

We heard a loud crack and saw people running for their lives.

You and me, alone and still in a moving world.

The wind was blowing on our hair, whispering and it freaked me out.

The storm kept going for what looked like hours. Everybody else was gone.

Us, alone standing against the elements.

Water in big waves started coming near us but couldn't get to us.

"Dark and Bright Angels on Earth reunited

And in the Water, In the Fire, In the Air untouchable The prophecy fulfilled and the dawn of a new Age."