captivated by the way the light fell
on her angelic hell, you morphed
from colour
                  less blue
to the most vibrant shades
                  you knew
would raise lowered eyes
                  to a smile.
Hostile thoughts thwarted with warmth
and enhanced plans to submit
                  to desires of both;
you take an oath and kiss keys
to release the dreams you have both seen,
and relief carries sleep
where you’ll meet under starful skies
to live out your silent life of what if’s
amidst the angels and the hopes
of times lost to other equal halves.
You’ll catch a wish and with it
                                          whisper-
                                                     -kiss
shared hearts, one for night and one for day
                                                  and so starts
the melding of two damaged parts.