Dangerous



Bright and bearing arms
Drawing me by your charm
You're an angel

I run in ecstatic glee
Fall on my knees
You sweep me off my feet

We dance into the night
Some tango to some grime
Angels know no bedtime

I'm fagged as a burned out cigar 
You're just about to start
I'm unprepared for this

I try to flee
You point your sword at me
I see you're not my guardian

I knew it
Between your style and habit 
Something was fishy

I beseech for some grace
Light flashes across my face
I open my eyes

I know what this means
Greens aren't always clean
You're dangerous!



©Radiant~ April 2015

Comments

Beautiful poem, really beautiful

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