Mysterious Stanger
There he stands
against a dark midnight sky.
Short blonde hair whipping in the slight breeze,
his dark sapphire eyes glowing in the moonlight.
I can see him from my bedroom window-
Dressed in black...
his pale white skin
and his dark sapphire eyes standing out against the sky.
On the inside, I had a feeling he was so much more that
pale skin
and sapphire eyes.
I had never spoken to this dark angel-
But I know that he is not all he seems to be on the outside.
This magical creature
who is dressed all in black
talks to me in the darkness.
We walk through the woods
talking about forever...
and how forever will never be
for forever is not true.
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