The light off an angels wings. Reflects onto your face. Wind blowing through your hair brings up thoughts of different things. It's a heavenly feeling to be in this world.. this place within your arms.
Making me feel safe and secure. Your eyes flowing with an innocent spark sending chills up and down my spine as my body hungerly takes them in, silently asking for more. Your presence in a dark secluded area brings a light that glows like the eyes of a happy child.
I call you my angel for the simple task of watching over me. Looking at me with a face full of concern and love edging its way to the surface as I feel your kiss upon my lips, and the sweet embrace that my body longs for making me feel as though my heart has been swirling in a whirl wind from your softest touch.
Objectively feeling as though my voice
comes out in a constant babble when trying to find the right words to say just how much I actually love you. My angel.
Megan N. Davidson