Delivery of Angels

A shooting star, moves slowly into my peripheral, burning exuding ruby rays, I blink.

The day grey, your light embraces my skin, gives me a complexion of pink, I blush and sink.

I sink into your cobalt iris, drowning, the aura of you recharged me, the heart starts to roll.

Only fifteen the OCD becomes a dream, overthinking of love, my time to let in another soul.

Your strength exuded the nourishment I needed; my front was bleeding, you set me free.

In this segment of history, I found my Bonnie, people can change, an Eleanor I now see.

The roar projected turned to passion, skills obtained to end life, converted to security,

For my guiding angel, and beautiful offspring, now a realm of peace and serenity.

Fear of loss degenerated, a boulder became a grain, making room for the essence of life.

Unconditional love, My Wife.

By Ellis Unchained

27/07/2020

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