I See Your Angel

Under the veils of illusion and pomp
Under the marquee lights and the broken dreams
Sugar coated words aren’t always quite what they seem
The stories told are true?

Unveil the real, the true, the soul
Uncover the layers of earth and toil
Tear back the clothe of gold and silk
Step along the unpaved path of real

I see your angel
The bottom, the base, the core
What’s under, hidden, unshown,
Crying to get out …
From the depths of your eyes

I see your angel
Waiting to escape
On outstretched wing
Looking for a landing space
To fall gracefully down
Next to me

Next to me …