I was lying under a piece of sun
holding an angel, very close
I became alive, felt the pumping heart
let a few walls down
a few breaths I was holding inside
he uncovers the veils with a softness
he’s blessed with. I feel safe enough not to hide
‘sorry for the loss’, he whispers
maybe we can turn the tide
in the way of this world
our moment in time
a passion, a love
a small crime
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