Lost angels are we
Can you see me
Will you need me
When everything is chaos
When it all seems untangible
Can you feel me
Reaching out to you

Do I linger in your heart
In your thoughts
Your mind's eye
As you dance in this wicked garden
Under a neon sky
I'm reaching out to you

I want to wake up in your arms
Feel you walk within my soul

I want to fly with you tonight
Enveloped in lucid moonlight
Above this city of lost angels

I wish you could see through my eyes
You are perfection in disguise

When I awaken you are on my mind
As I drift away to sleep, my last thoughts are of you
You permeate my dreams

Lost angels hoping to find
Can she see him
Will she need him
When everything is unbearable
When it all becomes a malestrom
Can she feel him
Reaching out to her

Does he linger in her heart
In her thoughts
Her mind's eye
As she dances in this wicked garden
Under the neon sky
She dances within his heart

She wishes to wake up in his arms
Feel him walk within her soul

They will fly unbridled tonight
Enveloped in lucid moonlight
Above a city of lost angels

Seeing through each other's eyes
The perfection in disguise

And as he drifted away to sleep, his last thoughts were of her

Yabree's Poems
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