Angels Play

New gratification

Angels play

Taste pain in displacement

Rain is disgraced

Love is outrageous

 

We are the different

We are the power

This is the moment

Trash cold grip as sour

 

Flowers bloom in the rain

Powers soothing the pain

Now is the day

Hours count as we sway

 

I love her like a dawn to a new day

You mourn for the cost

For all that it was

Love now is more than you've lost

 

The promise of today

 

 

Reviews

[Carolann Dowsett]

I like this, though I sense a deep sadness in it. The promise of today is lost when love is lost. Nicely written.

[Matt]

Thank you kindly for reading and reviewing. I see where you're coming from about the "deep sadness" but I actually intended to portray a return rather than a loss.

[Carolann Dowsett]

Ok cool :)