Even angels feel the pangs of
love.
(Vicariously, of course - their love is pure.)
Each finds a human love to serenade,
Leaving its perfection in the shade,
Yearning for the pain it must endure,
Near ecstasy with what it knows not of.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
Audio and Video Music: Digital Memories. By Unicorn Heads. Music free to use at YouTube.
