The Angel

Should I, or should I not?

The Beginning

That news.
A sudden chill rushed over my body.
So cold that I can almost puke out of anxiety.

Perhaps my wait is far too long.
Perhaps God has given me his sign off.

I see her walking, alone.
Her body glows, from the light within.
And, she's alone.

It's my place there.
Beside her glow.

And, it's my place to protect her.
Finally.

Patience

I'm still the paper chaser.

Chasing the same breeze.

That woman.

My desire is well kept, within me.

It's been almost 2 years.

And I'm still watching.

Waiting.

Fire

I see her, almost every day now.

But she doesn't see me.

I see her, through the screen of my computer.

Wanting her.

Every day.

The desire is burning

Exploding into flames.

He doesn't deserve her, really.

I do.