So, I wrote this poem one day at 5am while listening to Sade's new album, "Soldier of Love" which is awesome and I couldn't sleep so this is what came about...there is a method to my madness I just have yet to figure out what it is so just enjoy the piece :)
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Little island angel
Your dance is like the river
So calm yet uncanny
Your mood changes like the ring on my finger
Once a pebble is thrown in
Only to disturb your peace
The shift of the atmosphere is no match for your spirit
Because
Even the ripples turn to quiet at your feet
Little island angel
Your life is a quiet storm
You've been to the splendor of Heaven's gates
And have tangoed with the enemy
At the lowest of hell's corners
Though you do not prefer the medium
You understand your mission is far from complete
Your demeanor is sweet
I noticed the sorrow lining of times in your life that like to plot for the spot light when given the chance
And just as the emotion is about to take the stage
The curtains have closed
No need to take a bow
There is no applause awaiting
No audience
Just the semi-blinking marquee and the moon
And with that
Genuine satisfaction overrides this enemy
Little island angel
Stay in my life forever
And when you up and decide it's time to depart
Hide the very best of my heart
And always take me with you
And thank your Creator for me
Because truly You are the best friend A girl caught up in a daydream could ask for
My inner being still has so much to say
But To overwhelm you with every thought on this ever mountainess of a mind
Is just my desperation in trying to get you to stay
You knew this would happen
That I would fall into your friendship in an instant
And solidify my loyalty in our first pinky promise
I don't wanna let go
But you gotta go
Please write little island angel
And take me along on your journey
As you begin to walk away
Continue to stand by me
Don't do me like the others
Gifting me a moment wrapped in the beautiful facade of eternity
I don't require much
Your friendship is enough
Little island angel
Remember our pinky promise...
As you stroke my hair for the last time
Hold my hand for the last time
Sing me the final lullaby
And breathe in my scent to keep at the tip of your wings
Remember
There is always a chance for another encounter
And there will be no other to replace you
Pinky promise...
Your dance is like the river
So calm yet uncanny
Your mood changes like the ring on my finger
Once a pebble is thrown in
Only to disturb your peace
The shift of the atmosphere is no match for your spirit
Because
Even the ripples turn to quiet at your feet
Little island angel
Your life is a quiet storm
You've been to the splendor of Heaven's gates
And have tangoed with the enemy
At the lowest of hell's corners
Though you do not prefer the medium
You understand your mission is far from complete
Your demeanor is sweet
I noticed the sorrow lining of times in your life that like to plot for the spot light when given the chance
And just as the emotion is about to take the stage
The curtains have closed
No need to take a bow
There is no applause awaiting
No audience
Just the semi-blinking marquee and the moon
And with that
Genuine satisfaction overrides this enemy
Little island angel
Stay in my life forever
And when you up and decide it's time to depart
Hide the very best of my heart
And always take me with you
And thank your Creator for me
Because truly You are the best friend A girl caught up in a daydream could ask for
My inner being still has so much to say
But To overwhelm you with every thought on this ever mountainess of a mind
Is just my desperation in trying to get you to stay
You knew this would happen
That I would fall into your friendship in an instant
And solidify my loyalty in our first pinky promise
I don't wanna let go
But you gotta go
Please write little island angel
And take me along on your journey
As you begin to walk away
Continue to stand by me
Don't do me like the others
Gifting me a moment wrapped in the beautiful facade of eternity
I don't require much
Your friendship is enough
Little island angel
Remember our pinky promise...
As you stroke my hair for the last time
Hold my hand for the last time
Sing me the final lullaby
And breathe in my scent to keep at the tip of your wings
Remember
There is always a chance for another encounter
And there will be no other to replace you
Pinky promise...
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