My name is Night Angel
I am the angel of the night
Silky wings made of the darkest feathers
I am beauty
I shine like the brightest star
I am your dream, but your reality
The object you want, but can't have
We share the same emotions.
Trust does not come easily
dim with pain, I lose my glow.
But you change that.
I light up to my fullest when you're around
I grin with happiness again
my torture over; I know the way
to fly apart from the unwilling soul
to safety:
in your arms, where I belong:
with your love.
I am Night Angel
The Angel of the Night
the name You gave me,
My Love
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