A Million Angels
Christmas is coming,
Tinsel and laughter,
You know, honey,
What I’m after,
The starlight that settles
Like magical prayers
In your eyes
And upon your hair.
Are you really prepared
To never see me
Or believe me
That I’m in love
With your superlative soul
Fated to save my dreams
From centuries of deprival,
Ever returning back and forth
Throughout the earth
Awaiting your arrival
To merely touch your hand?
Every word I speak to you
Is wild and strange,
But in your quiet place,
You trust me.
A million angels
In far-flung galaxies
Are telling you the same,
This is the lifetime
That we’re destined
To find each other.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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